You took my hand as I struggle to take each flight.
Firm grasp keeping me still every breath.
Then we reached the highest turret of your castle.
There you set me and lay -taking all in.
You stood before me admiring your work.
My head on a spike all bloody, lifeless.
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Haikus & Thoughts
PoesiaMy personal collection of haikus and thoughts. All photos credit to google images.
