Sharna

What an angel I've met thy sight
Your glowing eyes like emerald bright
What could be compared with Ur face so rare
Which could only be found in the heavens there
Your face so oval like a signet ring
Of which warlords would ride to bring
I would raid thy soul and engage thy heart without Ur consent
And avail my head for thy punishment
I would fight for you as a noble knight
Even if that would deny me of my sight
After all my wounds and half life you would still see me once more
Crawling myself back to your hearts door
Hold my hand, ride behind my back
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