Fast With Me Viking Woman Poem by James McLain
Fast With Me Viking Woman
Hair blown wild bronze brazen
when you call my horn you seat
it well iron fist.
Land of ice and snow the powder
blankets all we know this
is your land.
Fair of face gold this women finds
in heart to hold me in her grace
land loving arms that drive
my soul.
Come to me cross frozen sea no
moss we gather at this time of
year to seal our home.
Your eyes a molten maze to guide my soul.
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