We Shall Go On
Road to Conviction
Lips kissed so tender
hands held to heart
My mind racing
Oh how did I get here?
I answered and let you in
You spoke and I trembled
Sweet thereafter come near
Color so rampant
Across my vision
Invades this space
Heart so free
Race to the meadow
Green and fresh
Sweet smell lingers
My thoughts as pixels
Paint the canvas
unclear blue and red
wildly thrust
upon my breast
I will recall
As charming ladies do
The feeling and longing
We shall go on
Athena Charlotte
Copyright © Athena Lacroix | Year Posted 2009
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