Valentine's day poem for Viego
To the King of the Mist, Bloody ink flowing from my heart, Emerald eyes and silver hair, I can’t resist, With you, I want to embrace the dark. I know I am not like Isolde, But allow me to make you forget, Let me wash away your pain and regret, I will return you to the era of gold. Hear my calls of love, Intense and pure like a white dove, I promise you my eternal loyalty, Every day I’ll adore you as a diety. To you, my heart and body are bound, Steal me from the clouds and the blue sky, Together we shall make the world crumble, and for mercy they will cry. From your most devoted subject Diana.
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