She walks in splendor.
She is lovely in every
Way. Her sweetness
Knows no bounds. She
Is my lover, my wife.
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Tag: sweetheart
The Archer
The archer stands at the edge
Of the forest looking out over
The field. The wind is blowing,
The birds are taking off from
The fields. A deer stands within
Range. But it’s not game he’s
Looking for, he’s looking for
His lost love.
My Love
My love wears
A caftan.
With her long
Hair and
Facial features
Suggesting an
Exotic
Lineage,
She draws
Looks from
Others
As well
As me.
Wordman of Alcatraz 