Once they asked me
If I still believe, that the Creator
may have created many more others than her.
All I know that he created me only for her.
What I know is that
I'm a veteran that returned
My spear rebelled against me
Mourning the poets of battles
Nothing but her can be seen
Locked inside or blocked by her beauty.
All I know is I'm only for her.
Humble words surrended for her
While I gave up my sheild
To fall, to rebel
To know that No formation
Can hold me in.
I'm a veteran that returned
My spear rebelled against me
Mourning the poets of battles
Nothing but her can be seen
Locked inside or blocked by her beauty.
All I know is I'm only for her.
Humble words surrended for her
While I gave up my sheild
To fall, to rebel
To know that No formation
Can hold me in.
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What a wonderful love, sounds almost symbiotic.. and with a bond like that anything is possible.
ReplyDeletegorgeous imagery... a beautiful love
ReplyDeleteThis is such a heart warming tale of love - well penned.
ReplyDeleteDepthful and intense!
ReplyDeleteI specially like the ending lines ~
ReplyDeleteThere is so much here. Such depth in simplicity. But just the typo on shield...
ReplyDeleteA beautiful story of the magic that is love.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]