Valkyrie
oh valkyrie of wings and feather,
line by careful line
axe by axe
beautiful woman.
The heavens are your home;
you walk upon the stars,
unburdened by expectations
duty
opinions.
Beauty in the midst of carnage
valkyrie in the midst of battle
Fearsome angels. Monstrous. Lovely.
oh valkyrie of curves and edges:
sharpness. Tempered steel
forged by fires of Hel.
Your body is yours alone,
no man would dare tell you
shame you
guilt you
You are Woman, divine
ethereal being, conqueress
warriors.
Blood of battle drips down the
delicate curve
of your neck. Sharpness gathers in your hands.
The axehead spins
— who will live, who will die?
oh valkyrie of strength and beauty
woman of war
do not falter, do not fall
fly on,
soar.
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