Armor

A Poem by butterfly

I wish I could strip away all the the things protecting my body and place
I wish he could invade without letting my heart break
I want to give it all up
Make him feel my love
Be the inner voice his angel from above
I wish I could press my lips to his and everythings ok
I wish he could love me but you cant ask for what they cant give
Yet everytime he is in me he isnt in that deep
I let him taste me and Im left feeling devoured
Yet all the while Im still in my armor
Always ready for the battle hour
I know the call comes for this warrior
I wish I could lose the space that makes the barrier
I wish the space between was more than a dream
Life is a mystery, nothing is what it seems
Everyone must stand alone
Here I stand in my armor
waiting for the call back home
war leaves one feeling cold
its a war we fight here on earth
Im a strong warrior
I dont dwell in the hurt my soul is God made armor.