A Soldier For Love
A lover
Not a fighter
Excuse me, I rephrase...
He does fight, not literally
But for a love
He used to call his own
His gentle hands
Has never held a rifle
for there's only love
In his searching eyes;
Eyes that have never seen
The ravages of war
He wages a battle
In love's battlefield
A love once his
Now someone else's
A white flag of surrender
He'll never wave
Until he captures again
His former lover's heart.
Date written: 08/29/2001
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