Thursday, September 11, 2014

From the Mountain

If you could come into my home,
You would immediately know.

If you could look into my eyes,
Just once,
Trust me,
It would show.

The tides are turning
And our hearts are yearning
For something more.
I can feel it in my core,
The sound of Ares' footsteps at my door.

No one listens, while I implore.
Life's greatest mysteries,
I do adore.

Let's have tea soon, kay?