gliú

if you say it will it stay

fire in winter’s frost

will it send your heart away

to oceans void of cost

she was his eyes

he her strappado

no cherub graced their touch

draped in gold and silk bordeaux

through burning days of wonder

they battle above the fray

but there was mortar forged in magic

so they never had to say

 

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