NEEDING Rosy cheeks and sunlight in her hair Creamy skin spun of gold Maiden so deliciously delicate and fair Mine eyes drink in all to behold She rides roan steed with such passion and grace The wind exaggerating her every feature Beauty and charm rest upon her face Oh, such a voluptuous creature My heart races with impeccable speed As she rides across the lea Passing me by, towards her lover Why him and not me? Copyright © 2001 Twisted Dreams & Karen Gretencord. All rights reserved. Reproduction is strictly prohibited.