The Gift

Dedicated to a woman who is a Patriot and means the world to me.

Shown through a lense.....

taken by display.....

Her eyes deeply sunk within mine.....

 

Locked, entranced am I.....

It's been a long time.....

My heart, afraid to climb.....

 

My Soul never forgotten.....

Buried and left behind.....

Broken, never mended

 

She had been places,

as have I.....

Sold our souls to a once proud nation.....

 

Trust no one....

Belief is but a fool's fairytale....

yet her voice was the saving sale....

 

I was mesmerized, 

Trusting, blinded by desire....

Wanting, needing, to know all....

 

Knowing where I am to belong..

Trained Soldier not abiding by the rules..... 

Honor is the only saving grace.... 

 

Racing my heart....

To touch, to give witness...... 

To trust..... 

 

Giving of my life to her.... 

Giving my heart freely....

Giving me.....