In Quest
IN QUEST
You laid down my rights
In your ennobled embrace
I relegated them into minds margin
Lest they bother us,
In our high noon revelry
I roam, carefree, for you are alive.
Lips down the isthmus, unto
rolling hills and dales, in quest
for the golden fleece, I may not find
in a lifetime.
Copyright © Dalila Agtani | Year Posted 2011
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