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What happenstance of such Great fortune ~
by a miracle Chance, in my Time of torture ~
Brought me with sounding of Trumpets Horn ~
Such a Gallant Knight ~ a mystery Milord?

What happenstance of this True Wonder ~
Did thy find this Damsel ~ All torn Asunder?
Whose Trail has shown her downtrodden with pain ~
For this she has sworn, to Never Trust again.

For I look around, both astonished and amazed ~
Where Milord ~ did you find it?
A chink in my suit of armor ~
Right up to bare skin, 

where you have slipped gently in,
softly caressing thee ~
Tis my heart that now pounds to be free~
As I stand utterly dazed ~
What has thou done in glee?

Oooh my, and Dear, and Woe is to me ~
This cannot –NO- not be true!
See ~ I am this fierce, Proud she-warrior ~
Encased within shields bruised to Blue!
Yes Milord I am known throughout this land ~
That no one can break me ~
And certainly no mere man!
Who are you?! ~Milord mystery~
I demand to know ~ How has thou gotten through?!

Gasping for Air ~ I try 'n catch my breath ~
But I feel such a strange rising ~ as my skin, You caress ~
Trembling I sigh ~ “Please Milord, 

do tell me why,

give this Soul that bleeds a rest. 

For I cannot stand such sweet Torture
trapped at my breast!

I must cease at this Madness!
Ooh what Happenstance, brought me to you ~
That you so easily Slay, 

a resolve that took years to build.
I submit Milord, 

I evolve this Soul in Raptured Gladness ~
For You have Pierced me Through. ~
“Milord ~ Milord  - enough!”
Yet, never enough – this thing to me, that you do! 

Suddenly ~ I am weak ~
Uncle…I cry – Uncle… I am but a mere mortal ~
Mercy on me ~Milord - you mystery~

For I cannot take a moment more
in this Frightening, Gripping Chasm 

from You in which I hang.

 ~
And know – not another day will I morn
For now it is to thou –
With this Happenstance, that I vow…
To Love you Forever…

Milord, whoever you are.

Mercedes Keyes©2001