She nursed the wound which hurt her so
Caused by sincere fear
She forced her blood to heal the wound
She nursed it in her veins
The fear that made the wound run deep
She kept inside her heart
But soon, she knew, she must let it out
Lest the wound run deeper still
She nursed a fear which hurt her heart
Where her fear was stored
She knew the fear, if left to roam
Would destroy her from within
The man who caused the terrible fear
Was imprinted on her face
But soon, she knew, she would tell him
Lest she never see him again
She knew a man whose face she loved
For the look it bore
She forced herself to tell the man
So he would love her too
The face that made her love the man
Was elegant and fine
But soon, she knew, it may turn dark
If he did not love her back
She told the man she loved his face
And his body too
He told her that he hoped she did
For he did love her too
The woman whom he loved was she
And he the man for her
And so they lived for ever
Happily after
Author notes
The first stanza was inspired by the start of Book IV of the Aeneid, by Virgil, and the rest followed on accordingly.
