Soul of Valor

Absorbed into amorous eyes, glowing sad.

Subtle stumble upon the bumble bee of destiny, love-stung, supple, swollen, sweet honey.

Princely pride stolen from a shy, shielding stance.
Reaching face wielding the familiar unknown.
Feelings that are sown must relearn to be open.

Heaven’s rumble roars, heaving clamor into gated chambers and through closed doors.
Champion of sunken hearts, chiseled charms calling lovers to arms. Chance-start christens two parts under one star starting to fall.

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