Confession

Thou art the true master of life
born from the deep realms of heaven
Thy beauty pledges me to wing
my caged fears and dream
with a child’s bliss and innocent wonder.
Will thou wish to dwell upon
this warren with a beating heart
that sings to merge with thy rhythm?

Like a charmer to his serpent, thy spell
is cast upon me as I dance to thy tune
Bear with me – for thy presence
is my essence of existence.
If this be fantasy, then I a mirage
For I breathe to drown in thee…forever.