Concede To Purity
Come inside weary nomad
Concede your effects there
Demands that of once greatness
My frail frame shifts in command
Subtly do I settle my tome
Within his allotted collection
Barren mind remains
Erased is all knowledge
Press further to truth
Come inside exhausted warrior
Concede your arms there
Demands that of once innocence
My frail hands move in command
Reluctantly do I discard my weapons
Within his cluttered armory
Empty sheath remains
Removed are all defenses
Press further to truth
Come inside fragile soul
Concede your garments there
Demands that of once love
My vulnerable being shakes in command
Disheartenedly do I delete my outfit
Within his convoluted bed chamber
Bare body remains
Stripped is my life
Press further to truth
Come inside mutilated man
Concede your torment there
Demands that of a unique soul
My heart weeps in command
Completely do I extract my pain
Within her purified passion
Past spirit remains
Revitalized is my mind
Press further to truth
Press further pure love
Copyright © Jillian Veitenheimer | Year Posted 2013
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