I fight.
This,
conflict.
A skirmish of the mind
endless.
Total war.
Yet,
when I lay
beside her,
the sound of battle
quiets.
For she brings
a momentary truce.
Enough,
to evoke
the courage
to fight,
another day.
David W. R. Rule
I fight.
This,
conflict.
A skirmish of the mind
endless.
Total war.
Yet,
when I lay
beside her,
the sound of battle
quiets.
For she brings
a momentary truce.
Enough,
to evoke
the courage
to fight,
another day.