Lady of the Lake By Dragon_tears

I slipped in smoothly as a silk cloth on the skin
The moon elucidating the silent waves
Moving with lithe motion, I became the fish's kin
I stood in the water, silent I stayed
The night cold chilled the cheeks
So down again to the lakes deep

Essential breath no longer there
So up I surfaced unwillingly
Grabbing and pulling in the nights air
As I sat I heard the loon's song to me
The moving boats clanked the docks
As the waves beat the rigid rocks

I looked to the woods that will soon be gone
And imagined the humbling thrill
To be the last one to hear the song
Of the last, lone whippoorwill.
I'm too young to remember their sound
For long before, they left this ground

The night grows colder
I stay in my watery cloak
As the moon grows older
Stars shine down on me as I soak
I sit and welcome the changing of the date
For I am the lady of the lake

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