this castle built has walled the inner child
as whispers gasp to breach, but pierce no steel
for father brained that lungs are voices wild
that mouthfuls aren't a streaming bile to wheel
about this throne is ringed a wavy moat
no sand to crown, just swimming bait to dwell
to catch the Venus tongue for none can boat
as sails are none to search the misty shell
now cunning are the roses; leaving trails,
of red tip petals pruned to meet mine eye
and she from out the haze shall tap her nails
then in the window shield, and out my shy
tho' thickened armor mazes; brain and chest
the fairest shall then solve and twine a nest
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 11:02 AM UTC
this castle built has walled the inner child
as whispers gasp to breach, but pierce no steel
for father brained that lungs are voices wild
that mouthfuls aren't a streaming bile to wheel
about this throne is ringed a wavy moat
no sand to crown, just swimming bait to dwell
to catch the Venus tongue for none can boat
as sails are none to search the misty shell
now cunning are the roses; leaving trails,
of red tip petals pruned to meet mine eye
and she from out the haze shall tap her nails
then in the window shield, and out my shy
tho' thickened armor mazes; brain and chest
the fairest shall then solve and twine a nest