Her mother pondered
As she watched her wonder
What was going on with her indeed
“It is her thoughts she can’t but deny
That refuse to bring her back to thee”
With a sullen smile
Her mother cried
Her Lover’s approaching demise.
“Oh what is it, that you call so devine
My daughter who is she”
She wept and bled
As she watched her heart melt
Over her mother’s phrase.
“If ice could flame
And fire could tame
You’d get my lover’s name.”
Her lover stepped in
And out too quick
For her mother to have
Caught a glimpse
“Oh lord she survived”
Her mother’s voice tried
But she couldn’t catch her breath
Audacity 