A Secret Vow at Dawn

On knee and heel
he pledged his faith,
banner limp in hand.

“Oh lady night,”
his voice still raw,
“My heart conquered be.”

Cool slim fingers
his features traced,
depth-less eyes appraised.

“Oh golden sun,”
silver lips spoke,
“‘Tis my heart that’s won.”


This post was made possible by my patrons at https://www.patreon.com/wcmcclure.

A special Thank You to Dustin Martin, Rainy City Ukulele School, Nicole Tuma, Stephanie Tuma, Sarah, and my eternal gratitude to my World Shapers, Ann & Jess. Thank you for your support!

from the far side of dreams

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