For so many years,
penning have been done,
over an elusive emotion,
only a chosen few have won.
I myself, in chase of its glory,
have truly been fooled by its simplest touch.
In retrospect of youthful days,
A fairy tales myth was implanted,
Prince & Princess lie in such want,
of such music of heartful chant,
in hindsight, an unreachable taunt,
yet to the level we desire so much.
Do we fool ourself, putting on a pedestal,
such a grand emotion known as a'more
or do we cut it at the knees dropping down
to a level where we are able to walk through its door,
when in truth, left in its simplistic grounds
it is found in its truest...rarest....form........
Geoff Warden
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-at-the-knees/
