"Thy Beautiful Maiden" by Eileen Haughton - July 2. 2001 @2:30am.

Many moons ago......there was a beautiful, handsome prince who lived in a castle by the woods.........he was strong, powerful with silvery-grey hair and eyes as deep as sapphires! He was honored as one of the king's most valued knights and the most powerful. Each day he would roam the country lands..........protecting and serving his noble sovereign.

The ladies at court adored him.......and rushed to greet him hoping to win his heart..........but the handsome prince would just smile and bow gracefully and off he went to fight some other battle......for it was not in his nature to "open his heart" to just anyone.............He enjoyed the company of the ladies of court and loved the attention they bestowed on him.........they would woo him with song, remove his shoes and wash his feet, feed him luscious fruit from the table and glorious wine........they would shower him with kisses and look at him hoping he would look at them with what they had dreamed of......but to no avail.............

One day the beautiful, handsome prince decided to roam the woods for he had only hunted for his king but never ventured other than was necessary......................he came across the most beautiful sight to behold.............she was "thy beautiful maiden".....her body was sleek and sinewy.......her skin the colour of ebony glistening like the morning dew.............he watched in awe as she swam back and forth in the waters.........her legs strong and beautiful.....her breasts round and full like sweet cherries......as she doved each time into the clear blue stream..........then he watched as she came out of the water......and sat on the embankment...........and begun to sing.......her voice like a sweet, sweet melody.......and at that very instant.....the animals of the forest all came to her and sat down beside her.......and her face smiled with such contentment and her eyes twinkled.............

The animals of the forest loved her and she them..............I stood by the tree and watched her as she sung all naked and beautiful....and then I move to approach her and it was if she knew I was there all along.........her eyes turned to mine........."brown, soft ones" looking into my "deep, blue ones" and she smiled............it was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.....like "rays of sunshine"................I desired her but would not allow myself to move closer...........it was if I was frozen in that very spot.......she rose and began to move towards me...........I could not desire her, I could not!! Her eyes were full of desire...........but she too........stopped............she smiled again........there were no words......just silence...........she sensed my apprehension.......and then proceeded to get closer.....I stood still.........and then she was there........I could feel her warm breath on my face............and she looked into my eyes with such feeling.........I could not look away..........and she placed her hand on my heart.

The desire was so strong..........but I still try to hold back............I started remembering how free and independent I had always been...........never being without the company of the ladies of court.........only touching the surface.....but never deep into the root...........and I started to pull away from her..........her eyes saddened........and she turned to flee........I grabbed her hand....and a single tear streamed down her lovely face........I touched it with my hand...........she smiled again...........as I looked at her............I saw how wild and free she was in all her beautiful nakedness standing there so strong but yet so vulnerable..................that place.........that place where all my emotions were always tucked away......began to break free like a budding flower.................I try to hold on...........I try to keep it there........but her eyes........her beautiful eyes.........

All of sudden........I could feel this warm feeling spreading throughout my whole body..........it was as if she had touched me.......where nobody had touched me.............and I knew then.........she was "thy beautiful maiden".



Eileen