A Veil of Mire and Moon

Huntress of the night sky; he calls to you like a babbling brook
A fool who stands between your heart and bow
His arrogance and lust flow through the shallows; beneath the balefire of your moon
The bringer of a light cast in the shadows of wicked thoughts
 
An untouched and agile mind shall keep you pure; an arrow flown true
But malevolent obsession is like a poison in the blood; of the mind
It courses through innocence and drowns the world
Pulling them down deeper; taking it all away
 
Who protects the purity of the wild and whimsical?
I call to you blessed protector; save her from the doom that was to be yours
You are meager in size yet your skill is unmatched; the unbridled excellence of gods
Moxie and mind hang in the sky as a beacon
 
Cover the visage of the enchanters; a mask of irony not lost
A transformation of mockery; one he’ll never know of
Despoilment of her chastity will not come to be; pain will never flood your temple
Be a radiant champion to your tender maidens, Artemis the Phaesporia

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