Win Her

Worry not, Warrior,
the stone you throw
is into the deepest depth
of a beautiful heart
yet to be conquered.
The day she opens her heart
the sound you’ll hear
is not the slump of the stone
but the beat of her heart
that will beat for only you.
All the stones you threw
will come out in sweet kisses.
Like your warrior forefathers,
you will conquer,
but with love and verses.
Like your warrior foremothers,
you will dance with her
in the glittering desert adorned
by the tears of all your ancestors.

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