I was born for this.
I am an unstoppable force.
I will become the air
That she breathes.
When darkness engulfs
I will not let it swallow.
When the sword is drawn
I will not let it pierce skin.
If she is the train
I am the tracks.
If she is the spell
I am the wand from which it is cast.
I have been a tool.
A hammer to build
A bucket to hold
A knife to cut.
I am the strongest of shields.
Made not of iron
And not of steel.
Made intricately from love
And the will to preserve it.
I will break.
She will remain,
I will be reforged,
She will wield me.
I am a sentinel.
She is my sanctuary
I am her guardian.
She is my garden
I am her caretaker.
To care for,
To die for.
To live for,
To long for.
She is my peace of mind
She is my hand to hold
She is my light in the darkness,
She is my happiness in this anguish.
She is my love.
And I am her shelter.
May 8, 2013
May 8, 2013 at 12:46 AM UTC
I was born for this.
I am an unstoppable force.
I will become the air
That she breathes.
When darkness engulfs
I will not let it swallow.
When the sword is drawn
I will not let it pierce skin.
If she is the train
I am the tracks.
If she is the spell
I am the wand from which it is cast.
I have been a tool.
A hammer to build
A bucket to hold
A knife to cut.
I am the strongest of shields.
Made not of iron
And not of steel.
Made intricately from love
And the will to preserve it.
I will break.
She will remain,
I will be reforged,
She will wield me.
I am a sentinel.
She is my sanctuary
I am her guardian.
She is my garden
I am her caretaker.
To care for,
To die for.
To live for,
To long for.
She is my peace of mind
She is my hand to hold
She is my light in the darkness,
She is my happiness in this anguish.
She is my love.
And I am her shelter.
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