pulling weeds and slaying dragons

my heart is clutched in love’s barbed thorns

trying to protect itself and me from the always looming hurt

I wait and I wait

In vain

There’s no escape and there’s no hurt

A prince on his modern iron horse is there to protect me

not at all impressed with the bloody piercing things

Like slaying a dragon, he frees me from the evil piercing veil

nursing my wounds with healing kisses

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