Conflict of Interest

Such a long conversation and thoughts brought this on...not sure what to make of it yet...

A light of dew

the drop of night

oh mystic stars

they shine so bright.

Whispers clear

and the door swings

I'm bent and bound

wrapped in these strings.

I long to hear love

i hold it in my hands

I kiss it every morn'

Then lie away in bed

ruled, battered and torn.

It's harsh what reality shows

none at all can prepare

for anything can happen

some you cannot bear.

Though hold up your skirts

for young women of't not

and sing the tunes of olde

and pine for those lost.

Waste not time thinking

but spin around at will

dance every moment

like your last will.

Rejoice in love

regardless of conflict

yet admire the quality

and love given anon!

It comes only once

the romance of olde

It is kept a secret

brave, yet bold.

None ever trek too far

afraid of the cold

Yet those with bravery

are on reward for bold. 

Any can venture

but few can find

the love buried deep

within trees intertwined.

Often it is found

but lost like a key

left under the bed 

and never set free.

Author's Note

Just needed a good write. Having a hard time lately. Sorry it has been so long everyone.

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[Chris]

Seems its been awhile... I hope the moments eased up and let your days restart.