Gracious hostess, my dreams are safely in your hands
How secure this haven seems from life's relentless demands
Gossamer wings will lift you up to new heights in my mind
Anxious that those gilded wings may leave me far behind
My clouded world cannot eclipse the radiance of your soul
Though the hurts and fears of yesteryears exact a hellish toll
Angelic as you perch gazing on my fragile lovers light
Your demanding compassion has guided me through this night
Author notes
by JerVoodoo
A contest entry
- Second Chances, the Rounds That Never End (Invite only) [#3] by Lady-Pegasus.
900 points, ended July 21, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank you for your contest submission as well as for following the rules. Very touching piece for the picture indeed. I like tha tit can stand alone aside form the picture as a qwrite, well done.
Best of luck in this and all of your endeavors. 
Hetohke'e 
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Beautiful imagery! I love the way your poem flows with natural rhyme- it doesn't feel forced.
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