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Wench of Gorgeous

Wench of Gorgeous

My awakened warrior woman in black,
fear not the spitting dragons we encounter
Clasp my hand, I have your sexy back
call and in your echo I will answer

My fiery fairy fighter queen
with fiercely loving heart as big
as conscience crystal clean
you intoxicate me with every swig

Blushing, sensual, & naughty,
untamed, unrestrained, & rough
elegantly graceful, delicate, & tough
wildly free, true, but never vain & haughty

Rooted deeper and denser than magic vines,
in shadows we play, fuse, cry, save & shine
More than birds sharing a nest & feathers,
penguins we are pebbled togethers forevers

– D.F. Bothma