In the pitched darkness of night
When all’s blackened entrenched
Your skin is so warm, sweat-beaded and drenched
I can feel your all, that fierce glowing light
Your wonder, your pain, your passion and plight
For you I will slay all that stands in your path
Then lay you out breathless beneath heated hearth
For that fire we stoke, drives my journey to knight.

Always.

MT

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