" Heaven's Sword "

Yes, we shall Love, let it not be ingloriously
I will not hide behind pain or difficulty
And if we find, in our seperateness
That words unspoken, do cause a rift
I shall fight for this Love, not ingloriously
But with the fibrous strength's of my will
And my Love for you
Shall be imbued with the strength of Heaven's Sword
And the might you've bestowed upon my soul
With your unselfishness
And willingness, to reject my stubbornness
With such gentle, metaphysical language
Which brings me hesitation
In the face of your hearts wisdom
And the psychic resonance you wield
On my behalf
So gracefully placing yourself
Inside my pain
And easing my sense of urgency
To a slow, pulsating, movement of adoration
Where I find myself slowly healing
Instead of racing into your arms
Without first being wholly prepared
For this extraordinary gift
I receive from you daily
In the sound of your voice
And the healing radiance
Of your smile
Yes, we shall Love, and Love forever
Let it not be, ingloriously......

For: Cherie  ( my heaven's sword )

Tony Taylor  (Chicago)