The Mistress.

O Dearly Beloved,

My love for you is boundless so.

Any more, I could not have asked for.

When in doubt, your words are soothing,

A sweet cool hand on a fevered brow.

In you I can always seek

Refuge from storms, seemingly inclement.

And a view of my true self

Will emanate from you.

With you, all is whole,

And all the meagerness around,

Turns to satisfied wealth.

With this and a heavy heart

I have a confession to make.

For the love we have shared

and also for fidelity's sake.

The sea of distance

How far you have been.

In a foreign land

Nary a glimpse of you, have I seen.

Lorn, I felt and no solace.

The light seemed to converge on me.

I faltered in times tough.

Reached out for a shoulder, in my time of need.

And she answered my call,

A true friend indeed.

For hours on end, her presence

Would enrich the ether.

Lilting, her voice

And healing her touch.

Long hours, she spent

Cajoling my soul.

In her, I found, a glimmer of hope

And held onto her hand,

To never to let it go.

In her, I let go of your,

Memories ethereal.

Felt no void,

In her company.

Under the spell 

The Mistress' charm

I live in joyful comatose 

I know you, my love

Remember you well.

But my love is now divided

Between The Lady far away

And The Mistress, in whose arms I lay.