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Poetry News Post #440

My Hunter

Written by: Great Willow Ides, Soft One
Date: Friday, May 30th, 2003
Addressed to: First Magi, Belgarion Amaratha, The 20th chanter


My Hunter

He keeps me safe and warm at night
He fights the cold that scares me
Kissing away tears that fall

He is my star, he seeks them for me
Swift and agile he caught my heart
Come to me when you hear me call

Soft his skin touches mine
Scent that catches my senses
I am lost. Where am I?

Slipping thru my fingers, his soul
It is given to me for the night
Please god, don't let me wake.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Variach, in the year 101 MA.


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