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Jul 2016
In a garden of stone statues
I walked along and traced
My fingers over sculpted forms
Such detail in their face

And slowly as I plod along
I came across an arch
It was rough and worn and smelled of dust
But inside I did March

The air was cool and calm and still
And my footsteps echoed loud
And as I ventured forward
I began to feel quite proud

For I ran my hands along the walls
And covered them in dust
And wondered how this marvellous find
Had gone so long untouched
  
A few more steps around a bend
And a faint sound I could hear
The sobbing of a maiden
Did fall upon my ear

I hurried forth and and called out loud
Dear miss are you alright
I heard her shriek and sliding feet
And I ran with all my might

I flew round one more corner
And straight into a stone
And fell into a heap
I may have broke a bone

I cringed and moaned and groaned and sighed
As I clambered to my feet
I called dear maiden just once more
And began to feel defeat

As I turned to head back out
A soft voice spoke from near
You are not like the rest of them
Why did you come in here

I turned toward her voice
But she told me look away
I don't want you to see me
Not looking in this way

You look hurt she carried on
Your arm is damaged bad
Stay right there I'll fix a sling
Just don't look back dear lad

I heard her sound drift off
And return a moment later
I felt her soft hands wrap my arm
And to my health she did cater

I took her hand and kissed it
And whispered miss you're very sweet
I'd like to thank you properly
May I take you out my treat

She said that would not be wise
For as you'll plainly see
I'm a beast of little beauty
You could never care for me

I laughed for a moment
And pulled her close to me
Sweet maiden I am blind
I'll never plainly see

I turned my gaze toward her
And she looked upon my face
My still eyes gazed unwavering
As she gently held my face

She smiled at me a moment
And then began to cry
You're  the only one not turned to stone
When you look in my eyes

I kissed her once and smiled on back and pulled her close to me
I'll only ever love you for the beauty you can't see
Sawyer Gowans
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Sawyer Gowans  28/M/Earth
(28/M/Earth)   
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