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Her red hair catches his eye,

as he sternly gazes her down.

This Knight of old and cold.



Bosom heaving before him,

as a slight smile crosses his lips.

Thawing this man so bold.



Many battles fought and won,

with men of strength and might.

Women though are there to hold.



Replacing sabers hard and stiff,

this wench can have her way.

Hiding stories never to be told.



Except between them in silence,

as only a man and woman can do.

'Cause love you can't withhold.



She warms his heart as well as flesh,

he loves her oh so dear.

Warming his heart so uncontrolled.