Fighting for souls
We come together as two people and we find that once in never enough,
We fight with words, that our bodies long to complete,
We yell with a longing only our hearts could complete.and yet...
We pick up our swords and do battle with one another,
We cause more pain than pleasure and still we join,
We complete each other in a way that no one else can touch,
We ruin what we have because we must.and the night cries...
We close around each other with swords drawn high,
We feed off each other & yet we do not know why.
We come to each other prepared to fight,
We know everything might be lost tonight.
And the lighting strikes...
We clash as only we will ever do,
We show our blood and show what we can do,
We drop only to fight again & still there is no end.
And the night clears...
We have a moment of truth; as only one is allowed,
We both come together sweat on our browse,
We feel the need eat at our souls and while not so easy to fight, more easy to let go...
We will find eachother over and over again & never let go,
We will fight to come to terms with what we have in the end,
We will need eachother more than any other, for when the swords drop all we have is in the beginning or in the end. JR
