I saw her in the woods today
Elusive, undetectable
She fascinates
 
She goes with the faeries 
The smell of roses thick and contrary
Deep into the bushes, out of sight
Somewhere quiet where she can write
Sitting tight until moonlight
She is all but ordinary
 
I open mine eyes
To see her more clearly
I want to know her dearly
This girl, this mystery
Her heart doth mesmerise
She haunts my soul, I agonise
Persephone
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Persephone

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