"themyscira" poems
You never dream of being far,
a duty calls, but it isn’t war
I admire your strong will
You flew over-and-over
not in themyscira,
not in beautiful places,
to those people who seeks
Your lasso of truth —
won't work anymore
I always lie,
but you chose to love more
You fought hard
long years of solitude
Fearless, strong knees
And a mother’s heart
Just so you know
you are,
my Diana Prince
Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 3:46 AM UTC