Guinevere

Guinevere
of the royal court of Arthur Draped in white velvet
silk and lace The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase Sparkles on fingers slender and pale
The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain Maroon colored wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne Is sipped by the Queen's lip and so gently
Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight Such is the silence o'er Royal Camelot The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain
Guinevere
of the royal courts of Arthur Draped in white velvet
silk and lace The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase Sparkles on fingers both slender and pale