A blade as bright as dawning
And subtle as a kiss
Fine and sharp as hatred
So sibilant its hiss
A sword has no ambition
No loyalty, no home
Answers neither friend nor foe
Cuts either to the bone
Sword
Two Women and Some Books
A blade as bright as dawning
And subtle as a kiss
Fine and sharp as hatred
So sibilant its hiss
A sword has no ambition
No loyalty, no home
Answers neither friend nor foe
Cuts either to the bone
Beautifully penned, Jane… nothing quite as profound as a blade…
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