Soldier's Wife

Water.

Fire.

Makes steam.

The peacefulness in his voice,

Is the swift wind under a bird’s wing.

He is the sun that shines on my flowers,

 Makes me bloom and beam.

His eyes glimmer,

Like the morning dew.

His skin is vibrant,

Than the sun's peak in the afternoon.

His body is as perfect as the trees.

Sturdy.

Strong.

Courageous like a wildebeest.

The speed that which he possesses is unknown

The love that he has for me has grown.

He’s the king of the jungle,

I’m his queen.

Which he lays me upon his throne.

Our passion burns stronger each and every day.

He returns to his queen without no delay.

One day the heart beat stops

All of time ticking clocks drop.

My love hasn’t return

The torch of love hasn’t reset to burn.

Day by month by year.

My heart weakens in fear,

That my love has truly disappeared.