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
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.