| There souls forged on the anvil of love Hearts dripping with light they burn as a flame Drifting sleepily though life in a waking dream Until only to awaken by a spark of their kind When they stride though the darkness wielding their flame Their Armour no longer golden it's tarnished and worn Love's light pours forth from a chink in their knee From the many battles of when they've fallen and won Yet their swords eternal, still shimmers un-fallen with might It sparkles with passion and is powered by will It blows on the ambers and rekindles the flame In a blink of emotion their bright wings can unfurl As love is their power and compassion their hands By day and sun there in flight spreading there light At night they come into there own, alone on the hill tops Quietly watch keeping, the awakening of there kindred knights Gently carrying, calling out loves eternal teachings Awaiting the sign, the beginning of loves dawning. |
| ~Loves Warriors~ |
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