warrior

Come and see...
I beg you,
see me as more than I easily display.
See me as pure,
and see me as good.
See me as more than a quick lay.
See me as something beautiful...
for in your eyes I could be,
some long past forgotten form of me.
And for you I will offer a universe,
naked under stared skin...
A place with out judgment...
A place with out sin.
I will grow to love you,
ever with out expatiation of love in return.
I will fight and rage for you,
so you may be at peace.
I will open doors for you,
so you can rest at ease.
no more the worry of tomorrow...
for I am living fate and fate will be spun for free.

Come and see me...
and I will make it worth your wile.
I will come full out in divine style.
I will reveal all secrets hidden,
I will hide all misgiven form.
I will cherish every second,
where we can speak with out worry or warn.
I will live in those moments,
where you and I can play...
as friends and as lovers,
as cattle and as hay.
I will feed you fully,
that you can take your fill.
I will bend and break,
that you may stand tall and still.
I will give you everything,
when at last we are alone...
I will give you everything,
for a night, under moons, and upon stone.
I will pray to you my warrior,
A god and a king...
That you may answer truly,
in eyes which say more than words can mean.
No more will I hide this,
The time to be hidden long past gone,
I know you are beautiful,
and I know you are strong.
And for you I will show all three faces,
Locked in time, fate and create
I will open all locks and lay siege to the gate.
In a world with nothing stopping you,
how could you be anything but great.
All this and everything,
Take me before it is to late.

Come and see,
I pray to you.
See me as more than words can describe,
see me as truth, and as scholar, as lover and as pride.
See me not as an empty place,
but a place with vastness form.
and for you I will sound the trumpet,
and for you I will play the horn.
I am not offering eternity,
But if you let me free...
I will offer you a love
that I will take with me to the sea.
I will care for you beyond words,
and I will remember one day
when I have grown old.
my skin turned to paper
my hair turned to hay....
I will remember a warrior from his younger days,
And I will speak of him fondly
as from this world I fade.

See this,
I pray to you.
See me,
I beg.
See future and past
as you lay with me in bed.
See me not as an object,
and for you I will try
to restrain the things which haunt you and I.
I will be like chameleon,
I will be like silk,
I will be like everything and nothing ,
azure and filled.
And all this I offer for the mere entry fee,
See me in honest,
and for moments of time you will have me.