Annual fun for St.V.Day.
Short poem about any fandom couple.
Old love doesn't rust, so today that'll be Han&Leia from SW.
I swear by my gorgeous braids,
By solar spots and cosmic rains,
By fact that I didn’t wear a bra
In the Senate of Alderaan,
That anywhere from Tatooine to Naboo
You cannot find such a charming boor.
In Endor’s forests, in Hoth’s ice
There was no need to ask him twice.
He’s good with tools and his space shuttle
Not once got rebels out of trouble.
For any fantom menace, that could be,
He always has the audacious plan B.
Despite his scruffy shabby cloth
He ogles at me and ‘worship’ calls
With such sarcastic, scoundrel grin,
That my heart melts in close to him.
Extremes meet. Just we kissed or long ago,
I love you, Han, and hope, that you know.
14.02.2025
Leia-Han SW 2025
© Copyright: Маша Репина, 2026
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