IN PALACES OF PAPER

Beware the fragile poetesses...
sequestered in their paper palaces
Knights... careful there as you pass...
for by no fault of their own... Alas...
these poetesses have hearts of glass

Tread gently for their love is true
and will make no favor among you
and if their hearts be shattered
... know that love was all that mattered
... for still reflected in the tiny broken pieces...

still visible... would be the images of your faces

IN PALACES OF PAPER

©Copyright March 21, 2004 by Faye Sizemore