My Wife Lezora
I was miserable. Bounded by chains and beaten by whips until she came.
She was a woman with an outstanding beauty not of this world. Lezora
was her name. She was sent from another time. The woman I saw in my
vision. The woman who executed my slave owner. The woman who came
to execute her mission. I prayed that I would find love. I didn't know
that my love would be from another time. I didn't know that she would be
superhuman. I didn't know that she would free me from the chains that bind.
I used to be a slave. But now I'm the husband of a time traveler. I've watched
her jump from one sequence of time to another, killing dictators and murders.
I was by her side when she executed Hitler. I remember the kiss she gave me
after she killed Dahmer. I've seen her do it all. I even watched her shutdown
the unibomber. I still don't know til this day if she's human or not. But I don't
care. She is my wife and protector. In our love there is no despair. As we travel
through time tracking down murderers. My wife finds ways for us to have fun
just to keep our minds happy and sane. Last night she took me our child to Aruba
after travelling back in time to stop a hijacked plane. The love for my wife and her
love for me and our baby will never die. We our husband and wife unlimited by the
dimensions of the past, present, and future. We our in love and time we defy.
Copyright © Skyler Woods | Year Posted 2014
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