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The Lover Warrior
Naked, exposed, presented as an offering.
Eyes gaze upon the youthful, undeveloped body.
Lust arises, sinful desire.
Eyes connected to men who want control.
Innocent, bloodied, alone she stands.
Mysterious arms supporting her weight.
Blood draining from countless wounds;
Standing there frozen in time.
The Warrior bears His sword,
Crushing the spirits who would consume her,
Demanding that she not be lost.
An arm with a sword,
An arm wrapped around her,
Tight is His grip around her heart.
He will have sword raised for twenty years,
Fighting against the dark creatures the men evoked.
When the sword is released, the romance will come.
Naked, exposed, presented as an offering.
His eyes gave upon her uniquely formed body.
Love arises, righteous desire.
Eyes connected to the One who is in control.
Pure, holy, united with Him,
His arms support her burden,
Caressing balm to countless scars.
With Him in eternal time,
The Lover bears His heart,
Tenderly embracing her terrorized soul,
Desiring every piece of her alive.
A hand wrapped around her,
A hand healing her wounds.
Gentle is His touch on every part.
He will love and hold for eternity,
Embracing His glorious and beautiful bride. |
