Zoe Elsworth - Tamed

It is but she who loves without the fear
Haunting the past of each tomorrow
Destiny shown in the heart of every tear
Naught can prevent the nearing sorrow

A beating heart longs for such pain
As to draw a sword from one’s sheath
Wisdom shall prevail in this hidden stain
For here truth will rise from beneath

Blooming lust knows not my name
Destiny falls upon my beating breast
Wisdom to such desire shall tame
As love, and life, will be my jest

Zoe Elsworth

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