AM (July,1975 / Indiana, United States)


From the past my future will arise.
Never again to wear my disguise.
Listening to he who completes the four.
To my soul I shall weep no more.

Trappings of desire in a single glance.
Retreating from temptations dance.
I close my eyes to an imagined kiss.
Opened again to a broken wish.

My truth is reality but not as you see
Fire is burning from she who is me.
Wings of protection fly me home.
The kiss is mine, a gift to you alone.

Fragments of yearnings emerged in desire.
Can you handle my passion's fire?
Again I close broken eyes to weep.
For he who is four that I cannot keep.

Copyright 2006 A.J. McKinley

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Comments (1)

How beautiful. wow I love the way you write what a story has the old tyme feeling to it ya know the epic stories they tell in tales? Great write. Lylyanna