Armor In The Mist

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The feminine & the masculine come together in joy & love.
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**This is one of the earliest poems I remember writing. I still like it and hope you do too. Please contact me about your writing as I am a volunteer editor on Literotica.**

Armor in the Mist

Her femininity like mist
Gives warmth and freedom to be kissed
His strength like gold-plated armor
Gives safety to his paramour

A noble war we do engage
When faltering worth impels rage
The seasoning of the battle
Gives one joy that will not rattle

Your darkness shrouds the windowpane
Brick upon brick your wall of pain
Blocks the viewing of worldly sight
So draw the curtains, let in light

Trust on High and open your heart
From love we are never apart
As a baby's soft lullaby
Sweet surrender leads one to cry

Pathways to heal and make one whole
Love, it is, that touches the soul
In the heart is the mystery
To all the world can truly be.

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