Guiding Honor Of The Fallen

Guiding honor of the fallenValkyries of the nightWith ragged & rugged wingsTaking to unheralded flight They’ve had their warsThey returned, albeit brokenSurviving the tragic gameInternalizing words not spoken Silenced trumpets by the sideUndying love of those who protectCan’t fathom the burdens they carry& for everything, you have my respect

Seeing The Outline Of Curves Beneath Your White Shirt

  Seeing the outline of curves beneath your white shirtI’m trying to focus on the words you so eloquently sayI respect you completely, but I’m a weak manAllowing my primal urges to get in my mind’s way