In her hands

                
 In her hands
If  you must see”  Then first thing first”
As  I Dagger  the beak of  my swords teeth
Into a four foot wooden seat.
All I can think of’,
Is A dream of ever sleep”
as you fly in’ and Around my Sky's’
and guide my wins” so i may Swim.
Trew the sands,
and Threw the land's
i am now a glimp. for i do now limp.
So now you seize “every pinch, of inch”
from Realms to sounds, tho Kings of hounds.
”from your child to my church
to now we merge’
As you know with no doubt
like my cloud if in doubt.
That this wings will feather
trew any sortes of leather.
 So rise’ as high’
as if you yourself rolled the dice.
So why” do why.“better than i”
that if you lose sight” we both die .