Never Seek

I am not going to seek anymore.
Or I’ll go to seek the best way I know,
That is by leaving this for-me-war,
And let him come here, victory to show.
It’ll be the day he wins me over,
The day he beams at seeing me with him,
The day he made me his with woeing hands,
And pulled me to his arms to stay within,
Sheltered in his distrusted tender bands.
So my seeking will be to turn and wait,
For that day so intriguing and mighty
And hope that he won’t come too late
For the one that he must in time defeat.
Come soldier, prepare your strongest arms
For dragon’s breath may well wither your charms.

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