Love in a Raging War
Petals curl in gentle desire
Supple and radiant resting in the curve of your palm
Rays of warm adoration glide along and within
Moments transform the caress
Petals surge into thirsty flames
Flowing and arcing into the sky
Reaching upward with the force of a lusty ache
Growing up amidst a fueled crusade
Blades of steel pierce the atmosphere
Intense with vigor as the battle outside rages on
Striking blows of good vs evil
Power trembles in the mastery
Warriors and Angels fly into the pit of raging conflict
Lengthy discord inspires a want for respite
The vital moment arrives for the soft petals to show a face
Sinews of affection and devoted understanding
Now the mightiest influence in combat
Fingertips of war taste a craving of the win
What is the motivation?
Swords of valor seek not animosity, but love
The hidden depths of our greatest power
The win is in your palm, owned in love and war
