
My love, my life
A new dawn showing in my life
My love, my life
It felt cut with a knife
A heart slowly facing its fate
Where no man ever to state
No man ever to face
Till the new day dawning
Brought a man with his face
Love And shield and sword
To face a surreal world
His damsel goes to rescue
With a clue
At top of a castle
Many years
Her her fate
To spend
Many years to mend
A stranger
With his sword in anger
To break the spell
Casted in anger
He swore
My lady not a whore
No apologies to ignore
Respect and love
Must approve
In order to win
The heart I love
My lord
There’s only one word
That can solve
And make our life’s evolve
Become one alone
Where only sinners condemned
And only real love
About the Creator
Chacha Jaramillo
Journaling for expression. Writing as a Mindfulness Practice, reduces Stress & Anxiety



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