From the first time I spoke to you
To the time I laid my head on your shoulder
You held me close
And never let go, even when I begged you to.
You are my samurai
My protector, my lover
From the first time I danced with you
I was entranced by our time of old
In the past your love seems to penetrate
In the times of blood and war
Our hearts seemed to soar
Even now at Death’s lure
My fears for you never seem to cease
Worries flood through my senses
They sift through your defenses
And burrows into your heart where it now resides.
Fortnights pass and no word do we speak
Even as our souls entwine they never lose each other
Taking pieces from one another so the memory can live on
Our love seems ageless
Is it?
As you lift your sword above your head
Pray you remember your lovely girl
With angel eyes and raven hair
Remember me, always
The love I have can be resurrected from its dormant grave
Do I still have a soul to save?
Sometimes I wonder
And ponder on that inquiry
Did I ever actually have a soul or a heart?
Or maybe it was only a red strawberry tart
Never did it beat
Until the first night
When you bowed in defeat
The dreams I’ve had
Each have taught me to be sad
Pissed off and mad
