Sunday, March 14, 2010

my saving grace

if only i were in a great story

the lady of the war

one went to battle for

if i were the maiden in chains
ruined, mocked, tamed
my title stripped
my insolence, slipped

if i were lady of the war

he’d return to me before his last bullet
rescue me from enemy

he is the wounded soldier, but his
asleep all through the war

until at dawn his footsteps shudder me

i’d wake to find him returned


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