Spare Rapier

 

Spare Rapier

 

 

my innocence lost has not beheld

so soft a skin before for fear

of falling in and ever to be found

 

here I am and you

so delicate, fair and deep

thy mystique perfumes my air

from foot to Gods

 

and They did create thee

singular and beauty meek

thy little pride enough

to bear a yellow streak

 

and difficult to find

exception Me, when my eyes

did travel before my feet

I sensed thee and would not press thee

in any book for love nor memory

 

your found place is this ground

and my sword is mightier than the pen,

but troubles mortal will never sever

my destiny, my love, my Violet Friend.

 

 

 

foreshadow

 

Reviews

[Kaleidoscope Apocalypse]

This had a wonderful flow, and I loved the words you used; your imagery was, as always, amazing!

[The Autumn Faerie]

Beautiful writing...
I have always loved violets, especially their color...
So crisp... ^.^

Refreshing write!

[Cristal Reviewess]

Beautiful!
I love how well this flows; it's easy on the eyes.
Your conveyance of respect for the violet is admirable.
I probably would have picked her... >,>

[Windy]

Love it, I love flowers and even though would like to have them inside all the time some just need to be in nature where they truly belong. great imagery, I had to read it twice before actually catching on but it was well worth it. good flow and imagery here. good write, good read. congrats ;)