Weave your net for ambitious fools.
Weave from clouds so comfort is felt by the captured.
Fly me over oceans and vast lands.
Beautiful in their own tragedies,
Built by royalty for her majesty.
Build me around you,
I will be your kingdom.
And will defend you until I am nothing but gravel and stone.
Or leave me here.
Built into this landscape,
Until time runs its course and I am truly alone.
Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 10:05 AM UTC
Weave your net for ambitious fools.
Weave from clouds so comfort is felt by the captured.
Fly me over oceans and vast lands.
Beautiful in their own tragedies,
Built by royalty for her majesty.
Build me around you,
I will be your kingdom.
And will defend you until I am nothing but gravel and stone.
Or leave me here.
Built into this landscape,
Until time runs its course and I am truly alone.
© J.Belli 2007.. Critique, Help me become a better writer..
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