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Poetry (300 words)
Prose (300 words)
Both categories can be in any style you wish, just stick to the story, and let 'er roll.
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Heavenly thoughts of sharing
The ultimate conquest of his young life
, but never a thought of caring
She'll make him a man
he'll make her a wife.
Into the night the lovers dance
in the tempest of full adoration
the beginnings of an eternal romance.
The old reservations still nag her mind,
"Am I too fat?" or "What did he mean by that?"
Love is not a slayer, but kind.
Or so her heart felt, lost in his eyes
His gaze of ice, made her heart melt.
Love's lending a million years
to her lover's tears,
as he fell to the dirt, and looked up to the sky
He cried, with a heart as open as hers, "Why?"