You Ask Me Why


She carried the
Flame of his
Sword in her
Blood
Needing the
Excitement of
The rum
Castle
And the
Dance of the
Tables
Wish upon
Wish
Star upon
Star
Her heat
And her
Heart
Sought after
By prince
And knave
The wandering
Bard
Stole her
Bag of
Regrets
And hid
Them
So she
Would never
Look
Back
 

© mBarlew