To Age I amA Poem by Amata LunaAn old soul and a young heart; what keeps?To Age I Am...
I’m an old soul in a young body, a young heart with an aging world I am not really your simple lady, who prefer men with muskets but swords Neither am I your damsel in distress, but I can fairly make you bloody I can prick with heedless rules so be careful on the noose
Now I am not your dangling lady; not to be cuddled, played or fooled I am neither a sampling honey; to be tasted, licked and drooled Better be canny and funny the same Just remember that rules apply to the game
Chase my skirts, run for my curls Let your hand grab me, if you can come close Fight me with your mind; it’s the battle against wit Never challenge a lady; she might be your trick
Do not mind the trees that bars you Let the running all began Never mind the shallow rivers, Getting wet is nothing much
Can you wield your sword with precision and care? Can you arch your bow in the right path it was aimed? Can you hit with your knuckles and stand up still? If you can do it, sure I’d be a lady in your care
Are your eyes speaking, do your ears feel? Does your skin hears or your tongue barely stings? Better be canny it’s a battle against me, A battle when you win, you’ll be glad in all glee
So again I ask you will you be brave enough? To the ends of the world will you see what’s been tough? If you can be my knight, never expect me as weak I may be your strongest, your adversary to speak
Amata Luna © 2012 Amata LunaAuthor's Note
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10 Reviews Added on May 11, 2012 Last Updated on May 11, 2012 Tags: age, time, battle, random, everything AuthorAmata LunaAboutI write when something brings me to it. I write when somebody pushes me into it. I write when things are sad and when things are not. I write when I'm inspired. To inspire, I write. To share is to wri.. more..Writing
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