Gatekeeper
She holds a set of dangling golden keys,
In front of a massive silvery gate.
Knowing the prize I ask to enter please,
But she shakes her head which denotes my fate.
I take out magical potion to trade,
But no interest as she agitates.
I have no army to perform a raid,
So I am thinking I will come back late.
"I can read your mind", she awkwardly smiles,
Though my destiny is beyond her reach...
That is, if I can walk a hundred miles,
To enter from the unprotected beach.
Then to surprise she quickly chages her mind,
With her and the dragon that I may dine!
3-September-2021
Copyright © Robert James Liguori | Year Posted 2021
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