True Love of Coffee

Cupid Surrenders

I was a simple, honest paladin of emotion

Crawling through a minefield of destiny’s tears

The soldier of a passion crucified upon my desire

And lost to the eyes of those who would deny me

I was not blind, no

My vision could span years of life,

From here to there, beyond the horizon

Across this land, and over the sea

I was the thing meant to be, forever

The last definition to embrace a soul

A charming moment that lived away unseen

And the only words to escape lips so beautiful

Yet my name was unspoken by you

In silence, my grave bore no resemblance to my life

I was forgotten, but not gone

Stolen away from a soul that could no longer understand

I could stop between the beat of the drums,

And realize I was at war

My purpose, the faith, and everything I was almost lost

As my will grew so tired of paying so high a cost

Oh dear god, I am alone, the favorite never chosen

The one true warrior who never denied my duty

As again and again, my blood was spilled upon a field of roses

If I were a man, I doubt that my body would still follow me

Yet I think; I am a man, and a woman

I am the force that binds two hearts

The cavalier thought who knows no fear

I believe in a unison that I must provide

But my bow, alas, is empty

I have but one arrow left

I regret, that I save this one for me

And I pray that it finds my heart quickly

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