Quatern Poem For The Circle Poem by Marieta Maglas

Your sight carries a circle around
The image of my bleeding stone,
To keep straining amidst the sound
The strong beats in my pure heart zone.

I feel our love being so wrong.
Your sight carries a circle around
My sharp words, biting very strong
My fast pulse and my fatigued ground.

We raise self-awareness to bound
Our golden thoughts for His glory.
Your sight carries a circle around.
Hope to keep safe our steel story.

Love dance is made to become tense
As an arc of torment in sound,
But for its immutable sense,
Your sight carries a circle around.

Poem by Marieta Maglas