Following the Warrior

A smile that could stop an army from attacking and bring them to their knees
To worship their pioneering warrior princess
To follow her into new battles
To beg her for bright adventures
To show her their undying devotion

Eyes of the bright blue sky just before a hot summer’s day comes on full and strong
To blaze the way
To guide the weak
And hold the dominate in the palm of her hand

Long powerful legs holding her pure and commanding, demanding,
Confidence of many past prevailing women
To set apart
To carry her with steadiness for all that comes
To intertwine her lovers, embrace, and clutch safe.
To let others stand by her side, next to the splendor.

I hear her battle cry
Feel it in my spine
Awaking my senses
Jumping my sword to my hand
Bringing forward my want to follow her, please her…
Die for her.