Sitting under the stary night,
Watching my warrior gone off to fight,
Far from home and the ones he loves,
Forever seeking like a dove,
Crooked wings and shattered beak,
Will so strong yet soul so weak,
Come back to me safely my humble king,
For eternity I shall wear this ring.
Severly days and many nights,
I wait wearily for my forgotten light,
For the man who holds my heart,
Without him his world is so dark,
an endless cycle of sleep and wake,
Till he returns though those gates,
Eternally I sit upon this stone,
Till my king finally comes home.
Bruised and battered I take care of thee,
Some day soon we shall be free,
To roam this world to the end,
Find those lost and forgotten lands.
Walk these forgotten paths with me,
Come into these frantic dreams,
Of these creatures one has conjured,
Scared you'll be this I am sure,
Monsters from the depths of hell,
BReaking me of this ice cold shell,
Free spirits we are to be,
This eternal promise is mine to thee.
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LeeDukeAuthor
02:50 Feb 27 2013
Love the line will so strong yet soul so weak, worth a song of it's own.