He knocks down my defences.
Brick by brick I become exposed.
I soften to his words as he moulds me to his needs.
Afraid of what he's created, he can no longer complete the game.... more »
Roads Of Yore
Where do they lead, these roads of yore?
Where once a mighty army tread.
Those who stood before. Uncountable.
Advancing astutely on ahead.... more »