Author: San Carpenter PM
Dedicated to those who would rather not, in fact, have their emotional walls broken dwon by love.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 115 - Published: 02-05-06 - id: 2106355
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I wove myself a citadel of words,
Built barricades with "should", and "would", "maybe",
Taught so long ago: words to protect me
Learnt from observation: the human herds
That are so fond of isolating words.
I'd let you in for but for a dreamer's fee,
But then my barricade'd be knocked free
And my solitude would be observed.
Though your smile should be so inviting
And you tempt us with blissful company,
Say I for the path of my protection:
'Though fortress mine, your inner bells do ring
And the loves who'd meet you yet are many
Your walls are too stiff for acclimation.'
(A/N: 'Nother mediocre sonnet. 'Nuff said.)