He rides into my life, like the fury of the wild winds.
Stampeding with his words into my heart.
His sheild of armour covers him. To protect him from
his own escaping soul.

Only his fear stops him, from being captured and
truly finding the one he seeks.
He waves his heavy sword, slicing the invisible air,
in which he breathes.

He dismounts off his firery stallion, and removes his
shining helmet, which protects him from being seen.
When he speaks, his voice echos for miles around.
Only one that is fair, seeks his hidden heart.

As he turns to met his followers, his crsytal colors of
his hazel eyes, meets those of a maiden so fair.
For his armour begins to melt, as his pulsating heart
beats with a rushing of boiling blood.

What is this he feels, for one so fair. A feeling that is
fading away his hardened heart.
Her words are like an angels soft touch, her eyes, like
his of crystal colors, have begun to burn into his soul.

Like the heat of the flaming sun, passion rises into his
being. He knows that his heart is about to surrender.
The mighty warrior that he is, has finally found the one
he is destined to be with.

Like the marching of the footed soilders, their hearts
begin to beat. Like the winds of a tornado, they are now
lost in the whirlwinds of love.

Written by:
Donna Le
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