Love's Quiet World

This love, a quiet world within itself This heart, will always abandon its rule To kiss the new conqueror of oneself A heart of a Queen, or court jester a fool When tremors come willingly from the lips And the world disappears between his arms A soft touch to the mouth from fingertips Brings my once guarded ramparts to disarm This fiery world needs no translation Exposes the soul to its heated core Claims this burning heart with its salvation To fuel the raging flames for evermore Is love's warm treasure a good cause to flee Or stand an offer, from a bended knee contest...Gender Bender 4/30/14