As Wings On Wind
I dared to know a forbidden mind,
by David Zvekic
Innocence imprisoned in darkness,
One soul trapped beneath fear, in irons,
A kindred spirit bent beyond reason,
With fluttering of muted breath,
So soars the defiance of tears,
And beautiful are words that beckon, a touch,
As wings on wind would be,
I sought for her.
Whispers harkened to fortell,
Wise words spoken and unrequited,
Secrets beyond young years, a promise,
As I thirsted for such compassion,
I yearned and fell.
Alone, in willful submission to love,
One emulous heart so longing,
Neither student nor teacher, rather both,
And so it was that I turned to you,
And found myself.