Boyhood Hero, or The Rescuer

For you to make my rescue by silver sharp interruption

Of bland childhood in hues of lovingly brave exaltation

By an insurrection of the heart without incrimination

And my soul dreamed of only your beauty and my duty

To an elegant hero rescuing me from prosaic childhood

For the good of imagination being perfectly understood

With me resting in your strong arms safe from all harm

Advertisements