by Volo on Thu Sep 04, 2008 7:59 pm
Swordlady
Author : Leslac
Swordlady, valiant, no matter the foe,
Into the battle you fearlessly go …
Boldly you ride beyond map and chart …
Why are you frightened to open your heart?
Swordlady, lady of consummate skill,
Lady of prowess, of strength and of will,
Swordlady, lady of cold ice and steel,
Why will you never admit that you feel?
Swordlady, mistress of all arts of war,
Wise in the ways of all strategic lore,
You fear no creature below or above,
Why do you shrink from the soft touch of love?
Swordlady, brave to endure wounds and pain,
Plunging through lightning, through thunder and rain,
Flinching from nothing, so high is your pride,
Why then pretend you hold nothing inside?
Swordlady, somewhere within you is hid
A creature of feeling that no vow can rid,
A woman … a girl, with a heart soft and warm,
No matter the brutal deeds that you perform.
Swordlady, somewhere inside of you deep,
Cowers the maiden that you think asleep,
Frozen within you, in ice shrouded womb
That you can only pretend is a tomb.
Swordlady, all of the vows you have made,
Can never make your heart die as you’ve bade.
Swordlady, after the winter comes spring;
One day your hear will awaken and sing.
Swordlady, one day there must come a man,
Who shapp life from you this self-imposed ban,
Thawing the ice that’s enshrouded your soul,
On that day, swordlady, you shall be whole.
"Sic gorgiamus allos subjectatos nunc." We gladly feast on those who would subdue us. Not just pretty words