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Poetry

Summary:

This is me attempting poetry.

There is no other way to describe this mess.

Notes:

There is a voice in my head that wants to be a poet.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: hair of flame

Chapter Text

Her hair, from afar, thought to be flame;

her eyes, like the brightest emeralds shine.

My love for you, from the hills, I proclaim,

and I pray to heavens, that you be mine.

 

Each day of my life, brightened by your smile.

For you, my love, I will work day and night,

for your presence alone makes living worthwhile,

and you, my darling, makes everything right.

 

Not a single day I could live without

the sheer joy that entered my life with you.

It is more than twice the pain it had brought;

I cannot wait to hear you say ‘I do’.

 

And our wedding, finally, tomorrow,

might be the end of all our sorrow.