The Gift
Navigating love’s thoughtless paths,
Like the palace fool over again.
Searching secret sanctuaries of sacred hearts,
But getting less than I bagain’d
I have stumbled on different breeds,
Of fragile mortals who spew venom
Desecrating love’s sacred creeds
For such is their norm.
Now the traveler is back,
And my travailed heart sings
For a love returned in flapping wings
But my heart, to hack!
The fragile arm of waiting lad
Outstretched with hopes for a return gift
A sinking heart to give a lift
But you chose to make them sad
You are back
With treasures on my feet, lain
Wrapped in a lurid gift of pain
My heart to crack!
Like the palace fool over again.
Searching secret sanctuaries of sacred hearts,
But getting less than I bagain’d
I have stumbled on different breeds,
Of fragile mortals who spew venom
Desecrating love’s sacred creeds
For such is their norm.
Now the traveler is back,
And my travailed heart sings
For a love returned in flapping wings
But my heart, to hack!
The fragile arm of waiting lad
Outstretched with hopes for a return gift
A sinking heart to give a lift
But you chose to make them sad
You are back
With treasures on my feet, lain
Wrapped in a lurid gift of pain
My heart to crack!
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