JamesnJen

The Warrior


His battle is ever skyward
aginst stone, earth, and air
He works ever higher
towards a goal he wants to share.


His partner ever wary,
Cautiously ties in
thinking if its to airy
to her it would meen the end.


To her he bears his soul
hoping to ease her fear
but all seems in vain
for she can not hear.


His hands are sweaty
he moves his feet in time
hoping some day soon,
he will meet the open sky.


She pleads and beggs
for him to come down.
but he cannot hear,
he is to far from the ground.


He sets his anchor,
and signals back down
one, two, three tugs
to his beloved on the ground.


With a sigh and a prayer,
she dons her shoes,
tes back her hair,
its to late to choose.

She joins his struggle,
against air, earth and stone.
And never before,
has she felt more at home.


She grunts and she groans,
moves her feet in time.
She screams and moans,
"Oh what a climb!"


She climbs ever higher,
wanting to share in his dream
for he is her Sire,
 and she is his Queen.


For one faitfull moment,
her mind did stray.
Wondering how a man
could love her this  way.


Her feet slip,
her grip fails,
quicker than quick,
she sails through th air.


Her thought was of beauty,
Thats why she fell,
She wants to win this battle,
against stone, earth, and air.


Time is a must,
for him to heal
the downtrodden thoughts,
of a maiden so fair.

He waits for his queen,
She climbs to her sire
He watches her struggle
against her brain, the liar.


She too is a warrior,
climbing ever higher
pulling herelf out
of the sorrow and mire.

Some day she will join him,
in this place up high
though she doesnt know when,
so continues on with a sigh.


She thinks herself fair,
not beautiful or ugly
With her milk choclate skin,
And beautiful brown hair.