Kindered
Haunted by his saddened face, swooned by his soul.
Enveloped in his love, with a heart that's gilded gold.
Suppressed by all his childhood fears, with nothing left forbidden.
Doubted by his ignorant mind, but with rage in his vision.
Hidden is what is in his heart, which is truely desired.
Deeming friends and dazzling gems that were stolen from a squire.
Aloof in the world he has banished me too, now that is not hindered.
In his mind I'll step about, with my rage slightly kindered.
Copyright © Jessica Tulcus | Year Posted 2005
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