I will not allow my heart to be cold
I must stand up bold
words of hate
is all darkness bringing
along with pains and rain
that captive the mind
that cuts deep within one soul
Oh, I must let this go.
words of love is too precious
to cast away into a cure of sins
if you are mild and sweet
it will keep you always on your feet
but if your heart turns cold
the best of you will go.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1975
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery