Your heart. it calls to me
Strong and brash
And not to be denied

My heart. responds to your calling
Joyously hearing
Volumes more than words.

My warrior. I know the things you fear
I stand with you against them
They cannot stand before us.

Oh, wise man. see you the path ahead?
It stretches into mystery
We learn its depths together.

Foolish man. can you not see
I am bound to you,
As you are bound to me?

And passion does not blind me
Nor does your strength bind me
When I place my heart in your hands.