An angel who bears its cup?
Or are you the world's minion?
Here to pillage and plunder
for the sake of your dominion
This cup you bear could be your horse;
my love and trust, the realm of Troy
If I open myself to your gift,
would you use it as a weapon
and my hopes and dreams destroy?
I want to give out the order to lower the bridge
that spans this moat between us;
to wave the flag and call a truce
but the truth is, I have much to lose
If only you were God's servant
what a blessing that would be!
I'd send word throughout the land
and have a celebration in your name
You'd be my greatest alliance
and I'd crown you king of my domain
Copyright 2007 Beatriz Oliver