Timothy

Jack's Twisted Kingdom
2002-06-06 15:24:53 (UTC)

A Cloak To Wrap Me In Darkness...

Here I stand at the threashold of your desire,
Come into my open arms, I await thee.
I await for your soul and mines afire.

I await the splendor of your touch.
The sweetness of your kiss.
The heart thumping madness much.

I see you, across the land stretched by road.
Travel far to the north, where winter lies.
There you will find me, writing this ode.

Things come, and things pass, but I am here.
Awaiting for you, awaiting for longingness.
My heart is open, my mind aware, do not fear.


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