There\u2019s a crack slowly forming,
In the wall that you\u2019ve built,
And though your sword remains sheathed,
You can\u2019t relinquish the hilt,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now your guards are all falling,
And I\u2019m laughing with glee,
As the few left still standing,
Lay down their arms as they flee,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Slowly my army advances,
Intent on breaching that wall,
But this is my battle now,
And so I tell them to halt,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGo rest and recover,
Your work here is complete\u201d,
As their footsteps fade away,
I gaze at the chipping concrete,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Up and up my eyes travel,
Until I see you at last,
Standing still as a statue,
Your beauty unsurpassed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I spread my arms wide,
A shortsword in each hand,
\u201cWhat are you so afraid of?\u201d I say,
\u201cCome down and fight like a man!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Quick as a shadow you\u2019re gone,
Then I hear the drawbridge creak,
My breath becomes shallow,
Knowing our blades shall soon meet,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I see you slowly approach,
Purpose in each stride,
As your sword hisses I think,
\u201cThis\u2019ll be a hell of a ride\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As our blades clash together,
I see the strength in your eyes,
And though it calls to something in me,
I can\u2019t give up this fight,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And so I duck and I dodge,
I thrust and I parry,
The smile on your face widens,
As my body grows weary,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Suddenly I trip and I fall,
To my knees with a cry,
I\u2019m too weak to stand
Too broken to fly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So I hang my head, defeated,
Awaiting your final blow,
I feel your blade on my neck,
I know my blood shall soon flow,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A sharp cut around my throat,
That\u2019s all that I feel,
And as the flat of your blade lifts my chin,
I know it\u2019s not deep enough to kill,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Green eyes meet your gorgeous blues,
And I\u2019m confused by what I see,
\u201cThat scar will serve to remind you, princess,
That you belong to me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Your hands in my hair,
As your lips capture mine,
\u201cAs long you\u2019ll have me, Sir,
You\u2019ll always be my light.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There\u2019s a crack slowly forming,In the wall that you\u2019ve built,And though your sword remains sheathed,You can\u2019t relinquish the hilt, Now your guards are all falling,And I\u2019m laughing with glee,As the few left still standing,Lay down their arms as they flee, Slowly my army advances,Intent on breaching that wall,But this is…<\/p>\n