By 19th March 2012December 9th, 2019No Comments

Working your way through
The temple of doom
Allow the light of day to preside

Through blazing heat
Or bitter cold
There is a tender
Heart to uphold

Working your Way through
The trecious sight
Behold I own the heart tonight

Let not the clouds fool you
Of the mystic delight
For the temple of doom

Behold, it is such a sight !!!

Ruth Rayment

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