Thursday, December 27, 2012

Seeing


Uttered but not seen
Spoken but not heard
Caressed but unnoticed

Lovely indeed
The curls crowning your face
Yet I never seek
Even when the devil whispers yes

Make a choice you said
"Fight!" you said

The sword glowed blue
Nodding, I charged

Even when you fall
Misty mountains called
Bag End's my end
Like yours was in Erebor



Something I wrote after 'The Hobbit'

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