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I know a girl who daydreams of a hero
who fights with pride and slays with honor

wields his blood sword in the middle of battles
sojourned she waits to grasp his halt in her core

every night to consume in her veiled eyes
to sense that breathe ceasing certainty

that flows in his wavering stature every jiffs
jiffs that yens for his amour to stream into her

bloomed flower wrapped in silk petals
blushes red chasing his unseen frame quietly

brimming with ardour yens to unfold his mask
where ever he is dwelling in this realm

stranded lone in her paradise gripped in his absence
inhaling mystic fragrance like hex in breeze mist waves

absorbing with each breathe his presence swirling within
enveloped in her core naught to be touched by grieve tides

stitching threads of illusion in quill of her longing beneath
warm rain pour streaming through her rims drench her in ache

her longing yens for trail to flow to his sheen
to this pens a metaphorical potion on parched paper quilting

staring out the window to kiss the midnight blues
flashing her smirk to the gleaming stars

a day will rise when they both can lay beneath the hawaiian moon
and their clasped flames would naught trap in cloudy shadows

as she paints them for him in splashing hues of her colors
the flower do naught want to wilt before they meet

quivering eyes slips in crafting those visuals to moonlit
to hold him in embrace wrapped in ever

wipe those red bleed dripping from his hands
smear that sweating run from his face with silk fabric

she knows her butterflies whirling inside won’t die seared
day will arouse when his footprint will twist to her realm

kneeling down his blades will surrender
to this muse that strummed that beating cords of core

who grasped his oozing surge that was hidden
bowing..to luring lady of his reveries

and he sings to her amour strain
in a bid that her fingers intertwined with his

tracing a lasting peck on her crimson lips
weaving her laced sprint into his vacuum space

spinning in scribbled words engraved

she

is his only

katana

and

he
is hers only

samurai
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