Rapt…

Our conversation falling silent
we stood there
and I could feel her pushing back the night
her spirit keeping the darkness at bay
a warrioress of a long forgotten time
with the strength of a raging flame
and though she had heard it
a thousands times
from my mouth

How beautiful she was

I longed to press my lips
to the warpaint on her cheek
so that she might hear it
from my
heart

About Eric

Writer/Plumber/Poet/Father/Gentleman/Romantic
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21 Responses to Rapt…

  1. I would imagine she hears it clearly

  2. Such a beautiful tribute to “warriors” Eric, your love and respect for womankind shines through in your stunningly lovely poetry. You’re a fine man and an unbelievably gifted talent.

  3. Kindra M. Austin says:

    Eric, you are truly a beautiful soul. ❤

  4. Reblogged this on Brave and Reckless and commented:
    Eric Syrdal/My Sword and Shield

  5. thebrunetteinthepinkscarf says:

    She is a tough strong woman, so she knows she is beautiful. Most likely she is very modest, which in return makes her more beautiful. Sometimes these warrioresses need to be shown, more than told. Something tells me – she hears your heart, from miles away…❤️

  6. mandibelle16 says:

    She sounds so tough and independent that the though of someone loving her is lol Ke her admitting defeat. I picture her stoic but a bit flustered as well on the inside, trying to figure out how to deal with he speakers love as on the outside she’s a warrior.

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