She said I love you
And it made me shiver
Like David, standing to
Deliver a stone that would make
Him immortal in the minds of men.
What a giant is love, that it should move me.
We've made mountains of men,
Granite statues to those that have
Risen from Death
Gold coins on their eyes
And solemn words on their chests
I love her, and feel blood pulse again.
A caress from Goliath
Till we wept.
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 4:13 AM UTC
She said I love you
And it made me shiver
Like David, standing to
Deliver a stone that would make
Him immortal in the minds of men.
What a giant is love, that it should move me.
We've made mountains of men,
Granite statues to those that have
Risen from Death
Gold coins on their eyes
And solemn words on their chests
I love her, and feel blood pulse again.
A caress from Goliath
Till we wept.
Rough around the edges. Comments welcome
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