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"the wolf-kissed once again has left his mark,
folks and friends, hark!
we shall throw a feast,
for victory was snatched by our beast."
the pillar of strength was he
praised for his glories was he
his name feared by foes
adored by loyals and allies
evoking his wrath was none the wise.
so, who are you to set such eyes on the wolf-kissed?
a mere lady, filling the spaces;
threading needles and laces
endlessly praying for the gods' graces;
odin, keep him safe and return him home─
a mere lady of the hut at the edge
of this shire where all are family;
to love and protect is the pledge
yet you wonder; wonder if loving him this way is a blasphemy.
so, who are you to set such eyes on the wolf-kissed?
mead in hand, men 'round and there
you sat a distance away; your soft stare─
─dug to the back of that blond hair
the very back always succeed to scare
yet you wonder; wonder if he would ever care.
pft. that ambition of yours
must be kept behind a hundred doors;
he will never look at you that way,
let alone indulging you in your dreams of day.
so, who are you to set such eyes on the wolf-kissed?
but, you are the embodiment of patience;
such as required of you in your dedication
for men women alike; children─
─loving your bright smiles and sweet fragrance
as you flood them with stories of generations.
but, your beauty and virtue are a fame
known by the youth and the old;
perhaps the soldiers, too, speak of your name
ah, sad that from your back such events unfold.
so, who are you to set such eyes on the wolf-kissed?
you are you;
the lady who held a love for the drengr
in silence and prayers you carry it through;
oh, odin, keep him safe and return him home─
─for it is only to him that my love is true.