He wore no cape of gold <br />Just wore his heart on his sleeve <br />He sang her the morning melodies <br />And lulled her to slumber too <br /> <br />But one day a knight <br />Swept his muse off her feet <br />He was then left in the cold <br />With nothing but an icy burden <br /> <br />A burden of hurt, pain and <br />A beating heart laid on his palm <br />This he he has offered to her <br />Red, beating, bleeding and all <br /> <br />But it wasn't enough, no <br />And away he disappeared <br />Until he could no longer <br />Hear the piercing of his cry<br /><br />Janine Alyssa Navarro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sullen-pauper/
