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Poetry News Post #1820

My arm, my strength, my muse

Written by: Wylliam Laidir
Date: Thursday, June 7th, 2018
Addressed to: Clearwater Za'lae, the Clinician


In my wildest heart, I did not know,
love as sweet, inspiring, and strong
I give you all of my heart,
the hurt, the bad, the strong.
Besides you, I walk,
Lending strength when needed,
an ear, an arm, a hug..
A kiss to soothe those fears


Despair no longer,
Doubt banished,
I greive, I mourn,
the hurt, the anguish
but I rise, stronger,
willing to conquer,
to banish the pain..

The rush of the sea,
the countless stars,
are no match for the
commitment I bequeath to thee
Time no obstacle.

Not for selfishness,
not for jealousy,
do I ask for your love,
I ask, for our joy,
our uniqueness,
our passion, our song,
I ask for I know,
the obstacle will be gone.

My love, my heart,
my song, my muse,

Despair, washed away,
stronger, I stand,
to take my place,
No barrier or hurdle to great,
I give you not just my heart,
but my commitement,
my strength,
my arm, my ear.
For my heart was already,
yours,

Wylliam Laidir

Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 3rd of Slyphian, in the year 473 MA.


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