Love Was Made For Heroes
Love was made for heroes....
who risk the thorn which cuts deepest,
but who's armor as Achilles,
even unto death ---
pledges faith to a thousand lords;
but only One shall make
Love is the hope of the gods,
where their seed shall spread,
more love,
and the lillies of the field
flourish to stardust,
and return;
a rose to wed the world...
and the mountains shall moan;
and move (Artemis!)
with a newborn's first cry
--- no coward
shall love make more
but for bane lust;
and bastard-children ---
half in love
(half empty to the world)
No deceit in holy matrimony,
or the heart which flows the waterfall;
or a thousand deaths
too grim to keep them part,
bound in eternity
Only the brave shall heroes be,
free in love....
lest the world perish;
and the sun go black
(for none shall see)
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