Dimpled cheeks,
rosy lips,
curly hair,
very fair,
Like the nursery rhyme,
Innocence was carved on his face
A knight in shining armour,
A grizzly bear,
Thor’s hammer,
and Poseidon’s hair,
Thunder met lightning
As he lifted her in the air
He swept her off her feet,
He placed her on a crag,
high above the clouds,
Where no one could find them,
Not even the crows he avowed
As he held her hand,
He whispered, ‘don’t let go’,
But she took a step back,
And they both fell hard,
Into the abyss below