He walks

.

He walks through fields of grass,

Tall, with a steady step,

As the sun shines above,

He is calm and handsome

In his war uniform,

I find it difficult

To keep my gaze away,

Most of all when sometimes

He turns to look at me

With honey colored orbs,

It seems he is looking

Into my soul of souls…

.

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