kiss me darling, under the glaring light.

tell me sweet heart, will it be alright?

and if you must, go and fight.

promise you'll see me, in the night.

and please do try, with all your might,

to be strong, and not a fright.

i will fall, from this great height.

if only you'll grace me with the sight

of you fighting like a knight.

and the sun will still shine oh so bright.

just please win this war of spite.

stop every little plight.

for once let's hope the gods do not smite.

and kiss me darling, under the glaring light.

a practice in rhyming where the last words of each line must all rhyme. percabeth is a good muse to practice on.

rhymes: alright, bright, fight, fright, height, knight, light, might, night, plight, sight, smite, spite