There was a looming darkness that consumed a crimson red sky
The cries of the wounded could be heard as it echoed far and wide
A warrior saturated in his own blood a badge of honor this sweet savage death
He held on with courageous valor until he breathed his final breath
Remembering tender moments of his true love as they quickly began to fade
His heart spilling his life force as it flows from beneath the blade
While he succumbs to an eternal sleep a soft hand embraces his face
Perhaps it is the woman he loves that even death cannot erase
Above the scent of scattered bodies an unfamiliar odor fills the air
Just a hint of mandrakes rises above the cries of despair
A voice the warrior has never heard before comforts him with these words
“No worries my love I am here for you,” but in the shadows he saw black birds
In a daze his eyes caught a glimpse of the woman who had kneeled by his side
An alluring dark angel with her elongated wings spread across the great divide
She wore a golden helmet embedded with dark feathered wings
Her curvaceous ***** shielded with a breastplate designed by Odin her king
The Valkyrie planted a gentle kiss upon the warrior’s lips
As his spirit departed from his body it was captured with a mighty grip
They ascended towards the heavens dark skies on her powerful steed
A mighty dominion of Valkyries trailed behind with relentless speed
To Valhalla is the warrior’s destination another battle he must face
In Ragnarok fighting alongside Odin with departed warriors who were transported to this place
Perhaps it was magic the Valkyries used to enchant the blood splattered terrain?
A slight of hand with a twist of fate the choosers of the slain.
© 4/23/2019