A/N: I'm working this poem into a story as we speak.
Are you the bard who plays
the instrument of my heart?
Do you know the secrets
of this very world?
Can you bring light into my life
to drive away the shadow?
Please be these things for me,
be the person that loves me
for just who I am.
Please hold me in your arms
and tell me it’s all okay
and mean it when you do.
I’ve lied enough to hate a lie,
I’ve told truth so rarely
as to treasure it.
I will not lie to you,
I am not perfection.
But if you part the darkness
that surrounds all of me,
you may just find a treasure
more precious than any before.
Let me know what you think: argent_dragon@hotmail.com.
