He was jealous when others looked her way. Concerned they would steal her attention leaving him wanting. She was his and he wouldn’t lose her or give her up willingly. Her hands were little when they rested in his and he enjoyed feeling he was her protector. Yet anyone you asked could tell you she was the devil to watch for. When she smiled women wept for their future broken hearts knowing that the laughter in her round eyes was only a mere taste of her power. When her voice came raspy with request worlds collided and nations fell.
Concerned, Jealous, Round, Raspy, Little
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