Thomas Pelto
Connecticut, USA
Golden tresses tumble
From beneath the shimmering helm Chiseled chin barely visible
behind the visor
Above which peer a pair of
steel grey eyes that see right through Piercing any man’s armor
Like flash of blade sharp and true, mirrored In her polished panoply Commanding presence A stunning charisma not one can resist
Fierce warrior Battling ever on
Demons, dragons, any enemy Vanquished, dispatched
but more than that
A gentle healer too Protector by virtue of both
knowledge and magic
Binding wounds, restoring strength To ride and fight again
Adventure with me Oh Paladin
Let us share in the spoils of our journey
Filled with treasures and glory and pleasures untold
While we create this legend Our story…