Louisse, was it?
What a beautiful name
Is it just me or was it just beautiful to begin with?
Whatever does it mean?
If you asked me,
It's the name of a famous warrior, you see
Born a warrior
Fought in a world of ember
Yet she chose to become a writer
That is the beauty of adaptability
With both her sword and pen,
Fair Dame, won't you take my hand?
YOU ARE READING
Silhouette
PoetryHow much you've escaped reality, Is what remains of your sanity. If fantasy is what you long, Then why not go to where you truly belong? Tis within this book, are the words filled with the whims of a mere fool.
