Madness in the Mangrove swamp
greets our maiden fair
within the mystical marsh
meandering into minstrel’s lair
Mellifluous melodies
erupt from mandolin strings
a mesmerizing minuet
mindful of her misgivings
Mimicking the mantis
praying meditative chants
Keeping time with meter
of mayflies’ buzzing rants
Hypnotic strains masquerade
as medication for tortured soul
intoxicated by maestro’s medley
she loses self control
Musing on how it happened
in middle of moonlit moor
the night she became mistress
to minstrel’s musical score.
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