I loved her so much
I fought for her,
I bled for her,
I would die for her.
But you stole her heart
Early in the morning
By the gate that I
Fought so valiantly for.
My sweat and tears were no match
For your crafty words,
Your long soft hair,
Your deep dark eyes,
And your succulent lips
With such a kiss
That in times such as this
she knows not where her mind is.
While you burned her,
She still praised you.
While I cared for her,
She drove me away.
Today the King lives
Wherever the king may be
Riding on the mountain
Or with his head in the tree.
But her heart was detached
From anything she desired.
If it was desire she desired
Then desire is her reward.
But I cannot afford
To loose her to you.
I wept in the gateway
after you were gone.
She returned today
Though you’ll never see dawn.
She returned to me
Just as she should.
Our love is stronger
than it ever was before
all thanks to you.
I hold her close
to my heart every day.
And she now returns the favor.
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