Lady of Troy

By Damien Knight

How delighted am I, warm in embrace
Longing to see her smiling face
Never a harsh word traded between us
Each day passes as we grow trust
Her eyes crystal orbs of sea glass
No one compares to my Scottish lass
I wake early for the lady of troy
That I might express my growing joy
I was once such a broken man
In her love I feel whole again

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