Through The Eyes of My Bard
by Acean
I often wonder if
she knows
just how much she touches me,
as I watch her write her scrolls
by the fire, or of the strength
down deep within me that only
she seems to inspires.
Its not easy being a warrior
having to bite my tongue
holding back the thoughts
running through my head
knowing I can never allow
the way I feel, because of
who I have been, to ever
be said.
If only I could see through
the eyes of my bard, then
perhaps I would be able
to love something, someone,
to express my inner feelings,
and not be so dark and hard.
For now I shall will myself
to be content to bath in the
light of her beautiful eyes
that shines so bright,
and with that and her smile
I know theres a real chance
that someday everything
will be alright.
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