Come sit by the fire, and I shall tell you a tale
I promise you won’t be bored, for I have yet to fail.
We shall travel the stars as far as one can see
Straight to the farthest edge of eternity.
Spell bound you’ll listen as I spin out the yarns
But beware for it may be your last.
As the end now swells from long-forgotten past.
Tarry my dear and open your ears
Your heart shall sing, your soul shall hear
Of Gods of old shall I tell you now
Of powers so ancient you’ll wonder how.
Titanic battles long fought wars
I’ll have you enraptured, begging for more.
Lost loves, missed chances
Ill made choices, Ill fated dances
I’ll speak of these and far more.
Secrets of power, half truths and lies
You’ll love them all, not a one shall you despise.
In the end I’ll have my goal
I’ll snare your heart, capture your soul.
By The Fire
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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