• alisdaire_ocaoimph 5w

    Alone

    I wonder
    Ponder
    If I wrote
    Smote
    Upon paper white
    The infectious write
    Of loves sweet quill
    Would they into you fill
    Hold you to the hearts beat
    Place in form vibrant neat
    To the souls sweet bliss
    Loves wanting kiss
    Or would it simply pass you bye
    For the fears you hold, yet deny
    That somewhere within your soul
    Rages a want you long to know
    Would you simply walk away
    Loosing forever this chance, this day
    When love begged deep your form
    But you chose instead the raging storm
    That leaves you broken, alone.

    Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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