A breath of fresh air,
Raining colors, mesmerizing
A shy smile, coy, innocent
Heart fluttering, lit alight

Raining death, sanguine tide
Rising phoenix, another fight
Secrets hidden, out of sight
Passions burning, deep inside

Love or war, ever beside
A blade, dancing, deadly
Cutting, slicing, jabbing
Teasing, flirtatious riposte


Penned by my hand on the 20th of Glacian, in the year 858 AF.