With all these redflags raised in my courtyard.
I still allow her ship to sail on foreign waters.
And whenever she docks I unpuzzle my mazes and she runs wild in this dark forest of man-groomed trees.
I tell her I love her eyes blue.
And she admiringly gazes at the sea.
That's where the beauty of her eyes originates.
The sky from afar watches its reflection on the vast mirror below.
And never whines of the undivided attention.
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