Jam Tarts – A poem
Silent and deep, profound thoughts
Beholds the vision of elusive sortsLegends of slayers and knights in armor
Fairy tales depicting unparalleled glamour
Separate chambers, sacred domains
Threads of the past somehow remains
Flashes of darkness amidst the light
Spheres of interest within sight
Worshipers prostrate in profession of their love
To the divine being, up above
Beyond the earth and the skies between
Lies a world unlike any that has ever been seen
A city of dreams, where aspirations take flight
One of harmony, splendor and delight
Deep within, my inner core
Lies a world of which, I most simply adore
Fire breathing dragons – come what may,
I’d soothe them down and request their stay
For they too, beneath their cover
Possess a heart which yearns a lover
Amidst the darkness, enshrouded by night
Lies an optimistic flaming light
Torches left to guide the way
As passerby’s, in dismay
Watch the seeds scattered by wind
Glorify love for all that he brings
The knave of hearts gazed in awe
As the lady from whom, he had once before
Sneakily snatched a tray of tarts
Freshly baked with jam filled hearts
Ran across the golden meadows
Hand in hand with darting shadows
Hearts of will, smiles endowed
Eyes that spoke, through the crowd
And there and then he saw it all
The joy of those, that dared to fall.





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