What frightens you so?
Stuck in the recesses of your mind.
A fear so dear it cost a whole being.
The excitement of meeting, a shiver, a quiver,
The arrows all flew away.

Not going to battle for ever.
I beat my retreat on rice paper drum.
So fragile.
So sweet.
My wings are folded.
Now I leave on foot.

Slowly I creep through another barren desert.
My head held high.
I can look you in the eye.
Smile sweetly and say 'hell' it was good for a while.
Without paranoid fear it could last many miles.

This feisty *****.
She's rich.
What we had was never bad.
Weird.
Maybe a tad.
You are cute.
Somewhat mad.
Never bad.

You are indeed beautiful .
Long live you.
Long live I.
Thank you for your treasures,
Glory to the art we share!
By ladylivvi1

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