Poetry

Love of his life

(For Yen and Geralt)

Her violet eyes are light to my soul

Her soft lips touch mine like fire to ice

Her berry-like scent

capable of setting me into delirium

Her touch grants me assuagement like no other

Her presence is my essence

She is the pillar for my being

Cliche it may seem

but I think

she is my other half

My heart craves her

As much as my soul does

She is my soulmate

The love of my life

The one I spent my whole life searching for

And the one I will never let go of in a million years to come.

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