Poème du Jour de Saint-Valentin Pour l’Ange Sauvage

I saw a Spirit soaring free,
And prayed it might alight near me.

“Oh, Valkyrie, where goest thou,
With fey war-paint upon thy brow?”

She said two words as she flew past,
And I knew my heart was caught at last–
The Wild Angel held it fast.

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