Oh, be my own
Joan of Arc
Hear a holy voice in your head
My voice
My saint
Fight a lost cause just for me
Wear sexy armor
Wave a flag
Lead any army you can muster
(I'll do all the talking)
When it comes undone
Someone else can
Tie you up
But I'll be the fire that
Burns you to ash
My my my...
Feeling a little homoerotic today?
hehehe
Posted by: Pollux at January 16, 2003 12:30 AMThe last stanza is a twist--I perceive a light mood at the beginning, then it gets dark real quick. Have you ever considered collection these poems?
Posted by: kitgefallen at January 16, 2003 08:47 AMEshtine has so many books to write, and so little time...
Posted by: Pollux at January 16, 2003 12:59 PM