okoye charles - The Amazon

Fair and White;
With god-like pose of the Amazon;
Wrestling the waves,
And the sea bows at her feet.
The Amazon,
She whose heart,
I can never win.

Clear was the shore;
On which she stood a fearless woman;
Among her spoils,
And the golden sands attend to her.
O! How they ran,
Through her hands
To the raging sea.

Blood and Sand;
With mixtures of Honor and Death,
In her fiery eyes.
And she stared right through me,
Without love nor hate.
And I can see her smiles,
Her joy amdist her pain.

My heart was torn,
In that moment by arrows from her eyes.
And there I lay;
In the moonlight, bleeding out.
Yet love never dies;
For the Amazon,
Who I will never win.

okoye charles

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