Armor
Time to put my armor on
the enemy approaches
and this won't be fun.
Time to put my armor on
She'll be clad in armor of fire
Girded in the knowledge of
every one of my wants,
needs and desires.
Time to put my armor on
Equipped with the sword
of allure she'll cleave my
heart and they'll be no cure .
Time to put my armor on
and March myself to war
it's hard to fight an enemy
that I adore.
©SamHarty
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