Fortress
From merciful dreams I rise
to the sound of a man's curious calls
to take brief respite in conversation
held from fortress walls
The sanctum of my heart
steadfast and closed in fear
A cold calm rears its ugly head
to froth at the mouth like a mad dog
to protect its turf from
the threat of some man's lust
Copyright © Erica Lewis | Year Posted 2009
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