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Afternoon
.
Afternoon,
the last thoughts of getting jobs done
sinking fast with the day.
Unlike the sun,
my thinking unfettered by cloudy judgement.
The house is ours,
here
now
dungeon to tallest tower.
A moment given up for my knight
held by firm hands
riding away into the night.
For it's in those..
this house is our castle..
moments that my love flows for him.
Afternoon,
the last thoughts of getting jobs done
sinking fast with the day.
Unlike the sun,
my thinking unfettered by cloudy judgement.
The house is ours,
here
now
dungeon to tallest tower.
A moment given up for my knight
held by firm hands
riding away into the night.
For it's in those..
this house is our castle..
moments that my love flows for him.
Published 5th Nov 2015
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