She used a shield to guard her thoughts,
wearing armors to hide her emotions,
and armed with a lance
she projected to be a defiant soul

Yet all the barriers she put forth
dissolves like mist
raising to oblivion
like some insignificant thin vapor
when he appears with his mystic smile

And like some naked soul,
exposed and stark
she surrenders to this thing called love

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