An excerpt from "Frog King," ISBN: 978-0-595-50195-3

Puberty love
The strongest of all.
Knows no bounds
Neither wisdom nor fall.

That was the day
I came alive.
Filled with such passion
I could hardly survive.

Together we shared
As souls understand.
Transfixed and aloof
To social demand.

Like rings in a pool
From stones thrown untamed.
Heaven and Earth touched
I know it ordained.

I prayed God
The moment not end.
Came the reply
My heart would descend.

Lingers my touch
Such beautiful eyes.
My parent’s distrust
Completes my despise.

The days grew long
As I went into battle.
But parents won out
I lost to their prattle.

Not to look back
My master’s reply.
Being human
Is not to deny.

Heart’s ache
Now lingers my days.
The tomb of my beloved
Is still touched by my blaze.

© Copyright Aug, 2000, John W. Worman