Powerful Woman

Powerful Woman

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I stood in the crowd and watched her wrestle herself away from her captors. 
Big men, swords and shields in hand, and yet she was the more terrifying of the three.
Scarred and bruised, not a pretty sight, she was beautiful;
She glowed brighter than the gleam of the men's swords.
Only maybe 5 feet, she stood taller and more proud than anyone I’ve ever seen.
She was perfect, and as she fought back,
With every kick I fell more in love.
The crowd booed. I could feel myself getting closer to the wall; I jumped over.
But as I ran to her aid, she had already slain them. 
Blood-covered and breathing heavily, I fell even more in love.
As she raised her shield to hit me, I rolled out of the way.
More guards came running towards us but stopped and waited to see who was going to win.
I turned my back to her and charged them. 
I was a fool to fall in love with a girl so broken she couldn’t even trust her reflection,
Yet I knew that the stars had led me here so I could run away with her.
I made myself an enemy of the kingdom. For her.
She handed me a bow. She wanted the battle ax.
She liked to feel the bones crunch under every swing.
Guards fell at her feet as she spun with such grace.
And as her brown eyes looked at me,
With blood all over, she was gracious,
And her little smile told me that she loved every second of this.
We were surrounded yet she fought on. I could only watch, stunned by her flow.
We ran as the arrows fell behind us. 
I wanted to protect her, but she was the one who shielded me.
The arrows whizzed by, only missing us by a hair.
I ran with her, only to follow her into the dark.
We ran, and as my muscles ached, I only wanted to be by her side forever.
The forest was dark, but she was the light that I followed. 
The fire burning inside her was hot enough to set the whole forest ablaze.
She didn’t love me, but I would never forget her as she held the ax to me and told me to screw off, she was a wild spirit who would have no one slow her down. 
As I look out the window some nights, I can see different parts of the forest lit up.
I know she is there, for I once saw her soul, and I would know that light anywhere.

- Jacob