Your wallsA Poem by ronYour walls
Why do you put up walls, that hide my love for you.
Would you cut your hair, so I might never use it to climb your tower?
Would you stay in closed in your coffin, after tasting the apple?
Would the prick on a spinning wheel, send everyone in a slumber?
Let me climb your tower, let me open your coffin, let me heal the kingdom of your love.
I beg of you, do not hide from my love so pure and true.
I would hunt the hunts man, so your heart would stay safe.
I would vanquish the queen, that tortured you because of your beauty.
I would call the forest, to take up arms to fight your battle.
I would search the world over, to find a grail worthy of you.
I would make a round table with knights so pure in love, we would be your champions, but non more than I.
I would pull from the lake, Shan·gri"la's own waters, so that you would be forever young at heart.
Do not hide from my love for you. For if you did, I would be no more than a shooting star.
A shooting star that has burned bright, and no more life to give. © 2014 ronReviews
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Added on February 28, 2014Last Updated on February 28, 2014 AuthorronImperial, CAAboutI have been writing on and off or more years than i care to remember. I started writing poetry, than i started a novel (still in the works), now I'm writing a six part short story erotic.. more..Writing
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