by Michael Plante

I am a soul warrior
with a queen of hearts
nesting on the cusp of eternity and life
signing his name where the stars play
and lovers dance gracefully intact.

My soul is sacred and my heart is pure
for that is the way of a warrior.
I bring fire to my lover’s heart
wherein she tames and feeds my hunger
I slay all that impose their will
upon my queen and my love
for the greatest gift in life
shall be fortified by my death.

My queen reigns my heart  
she brings me into the light
I rise to the challenge of her love.
If a soul is to succeed it must have purpose
I embrace my purpose as dawn arrives.

The rising of the sun
is the beginning of a dream
that was created in the darkness
where lovers dance
and poets sing.

For Cheryl

Image: Created by Francis Gleeson
French Poet Charles Pierre Baudelaire
b. April 9 1821 d August 31 1867