Sabre

by Rage Akaido

I hold you up into the sky
your blade like jewels
gleaming shinning golden
like the sun
burning through the clouds
My sabre, my treasure, my consort

I tend to you like to a pet
stroke your smooth handle
silver like the moon
light in my hand like the wind
My sabre, my treasure, my consort

I built you with my hands
gave you a life, look and task
your blade hums
music in my ears
a wonderful song
our enemies requiem
My sabre, my treasure, my consort

I always carry you with me
you are my strength
you give me reassurance
power over life and death
My sabre, my treasure, my consort

I treasure you
tend to you
care for you
fight with you
Oh my sabre, my treasure, my consort