Guards
The rocky ground I sit upon
Was left from the touch of your hand
Next time let the offer pass
In a concerto of an alluring mist of broken sand
Just a mountain of foolish desires
That may never be fulfilled
One determined woman
Assigning guards to take the heat of the feel
Swords of magic
And leather that shields
The flame of red
An ace to deal
So if you see this vision
The one you left behind
Look beneath your heart
And watch the fading footprints of mine
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