keep my heart at bay

Posted by Robert Anderson On Tuesday, April 21, 2009 0 comments

rested on that cable,
she awaits that heralding toll
which yearns to gently beckon my inherent soul;
oh, come, come dear bird of ill omen... whisk me away
to love's amaranthine breath,
to keep my heart
at bay.

Posted by Robert Anderson at Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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