upon a cheek a tear
yet cried
and to the blood of death
I died
my heart and soul
need yet each other
together my self
will no longer suffer
the woman I love
and the skin that I breath
the nights that we sweat
and the passion conceived
my soul needs a prayer
and my heart needs her touch
the future so blurry
I can't see so much
and the cheek
that the tear
does falleth in place
my arms yet so heavy
for the needed embrace
my feet are so weary
from the traveling I've done
my knees be pardoned
for falling in dust
my clothes are all tattered
but it's not that the blessing
I seek
I ask for God's blessing
and my lover's kiss
I ask for the weary
to be given in her arms
I ask for the tear
be wiped by her lips


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