she has eyes of starlight, and a smile that makes the sun envious, and the man I am once again remembers why I chose the emotional content I have. I've faced armed men and with her I am afraid. I am strong but in those constellations I am weak. . Gods I love this feeling. Courage is going on in spite of fear. For her I hold the sun in my chest, and forget the memory of past scars. this moment is the purest on incarnations , tis a summoning and exaltation and I would not trade it for the worlds. borrow my eyes and see what I see. Perfect grace in a laugh of silver
I believe in fairy tales and slaying dragons, knightly virtues and trials by ordeal, I know my place and it's between her and anything that would harm her. Gods Let me take that pain from her. and I would do anything to be worthy of her, to be her hero. Cause she is the cause worth fighting for.
Love is an inconveinient thing
When the mind in battle dwell
Ringing stell when a heart may sing
Lost and found in her spell
So with a whinsome thought
The bastard poem writes itself
In my heart and soul are wrought
An obvious pineing in rhymed stealth
The passion as with me oft flows
If fire, rain, quake and lightning
These few words in truest love shows
With the passion senses heigtenning
Speak to me my stars and sky
For you know how I do feel
With cunning visage I oft rely
When stripped bare in eyes reveal
Tell me you see, and it is the same
That my love comes from confusion
The battered lion heart reclaim
And disbelieve that illusion
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