Gentle Warrior
My gentle warrior
so strong and brave
your heart was made of steel
I tried, yet could not reach you
it was an endless climb, all uphill
Sometimes I look back
and remember your face,
your gentle touch,
your warm embrace
and my heart breaks
all over again
because I know
what could have been
Your walls so thick,
I could never break through
no matter how much I tried,
I could not reach your rebel heart
or grasp how you felt deep inside
Maybe it was karma, kismet or fate
that decided this was not right,
whatever the reason I know not,
but alas, I gave up the fight
Lynn West
(c) 2012
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