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Poem: Warrior Princess


He showed me her photograph 

Strong and powerful she appeared 

But then, still moments can deceive.

I met her.

She captured me in rapture

Enslaved me in desire.

Pierced a dagger where I felt

My heart 

Let it bleed out bliss.

Imprisoned in her triumphant fortress

Of soft flesh and curves

Ravished by her murderous murmur.

She's a warrior princess, he later said

Too late. I'm weak.

Entranced in a Rajput romance.

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