You Are My Helen Of Troy
Although at times, Like Paris of old, I may be arrogant- Like a small boy-
I know its you I love- My Helen of Troy!
From across the vast sea of my love, I stole your heart.
But, There are those who wish to tear us apart-
Its as if a war has begun to start-
But, We are protected by the gods of love,
From the heavens above-
And none shall EVER destroy the walls of our love-
Nor shall they EVER be breached, By any wooden horse-
Or EVER, By any force!
poem by Philip Alarie
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