Lady Gray

A friend said you were lovely, then he said you were dark, then something happened, and you both fell apart.

I wanted to see you I wanted to meat you, like a victims friend wanting to meat the murderer. But I knew your story, no thought of revenge was in my mind, I just wanted to meat you, a close friend of a friend.

And then one day, out of clear blue, I met you, the one I now call gray.

But not only did I meat you, I greeted you, as a friend. And then I realized, as I talked with you, here is an extraordinary lady.

Suddenly I felt no other desire, then to fulfill your every desire, except the ceremony we both knew to be evil.

And so my lady gray, once a friend of a friend, now you are my one and supreme commander.

No tricks did you play, no magic did you weave, to draw me into your service. Simply by being, and simply by living in this world, did you gain a willing servant. My lady gray.—John Barley