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Nov 2010
Simply sitting in the attic we find love so true.
With the moonlight seeping through the window,
You set me free from the fear i was wrung through.
With such radiant beauty you're endowed.

The magic we create together defines our sacred oneness.
Such delicate yet powerful pureness.
Like music seeping through my veins.
Like a cure to ease my pain.

The world is snowed in but you are keeping me warm.
With your passion and endless charm.
Outside the storm is raging.
But you create a skylight of beauty herein.

Laying us down you subside my pain.
Forever my shelter from the rain.
My beacon through the darkest nights.
I am healed and discovered by your light,

My Lady In The Attic...
A long-expected poem for and dedicated to my dearest friend, Tracey. You're my 'Lady In The Attic'.......
Galman Frederick Ferguson
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