My Raider

For all the glorious times
That I have spent and thrived
She is my raider –
Thru all my bouts
Of Skepticism & doubts
She endures,
Rendering me in reality
A life lived only in fantasy.

I await her coming
After a year (or two)
Like a sketch upon a canvas
Waiting to be completed
With colors and life.

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