Princess
he'd opened my heart again
above doubt he entered
tampering with a nesting abode
that was left dangling
after my last interlude where man
left torn wrappings beyond
my emotional wrath why I'd catered to
so well before an yet love had found me
at last inspite my sorted hints
and sudden gestures of naught
I suppose kindness bestowed
raptures best timeless beauty
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2012
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