Amid the Briar

Amid the Briar

One with sweet, enamored breath
Had vowed his heart until his death
There beneath the dreaming tree
Sealed with a kiss, so tenderly
A promise to love only me

I gave my heart, my soul, my all
To his unassuming call
I lay with him amid the briar
Losing myself to his desire
I slipped into a ring of fire

Alas, the tainted rose of spring
Lay crushed – a bud still blossoming
Her purity of white a thing
Not even worth imagining
Such defeat deception brings

He walks a path along the green
That leads him to a tree of dreams
Where vows are made incessantly
With those who give their hearts for free
Endangering their purity

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on August 6, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Quite wonderful

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