Rachel Underhill Poems

You are the blood which floods my veins with love but then you reach up in my core and sting my heart.
Seducing each and every limb then ripping me apart.
Gallifou´s strength, consuming mind, body and soul.
Little David in my gutt must fight this love and take control.
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(Keep me as the apple of your eye, hide me in the shadow of your wings.)
Embrace me as does the sunshine in mid spring.
For I will feel the chill of cold hearted moments and face the sight of death, My opponent!
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