A Martyr, I Have Become

As there is the sun for the moon
A flower for the bountiful soil
A drop of tear for every eye
A picture to paint for every artist
There is a martyr for an angel.

As there are lyrics for every song
A word for every story
A sound to break the silence
Companionship to end the solitude
There is a martyr for an angel.

As there is light for utmost darkness
Color for all the black and white
As there is sweetness for the bitter
As there is forgiveness for the unforgiven
There is a martyr for every angel.

As there is warmth for the cold
Freedom for the held back
As there is guidance for the lost
A lesson for every student
There is a martyr for an angel.

As there is assurance for the weary
A drop of water for every thirst
As there is a morsel for every hunger
A cure for every sickness
There is a martyr for an angel.

The martyr wonders when she will be granted of her plea
Don't wait until everything is gone before you see
Let not so many broken promises she will have to endure
Before you take her in your arms with her love so pure.

Before it is gone, be the sunlight to her life
Symbolize the flower she toiled hard to protect
Let every tear that falls from her eyes be of laughs from you
Become the perfect picture she had always wished to draw
Realize how much of a martyr she is for you.

Let her make your name every lyric for her every song
Let her make your name every word of her every story
Become the sound that will break the silence of her mind
Let her be with you when she is with no one
Realize how much of a martyr she is for you.

Before it is over, become the light of her life
The color that will forever change her perception
Let her embrace you with all sweetness when you are at your lowest
Let her forgive those who continue to doubt you
Realize how much of a martyr she is for you.

Become her beloved warmth when she is cold
Be her freedom, her happiness, her dearest
Guide her when she is lost
Become her most prized lesson as she grows with you
Realize how much of a martyr she is for you.

Before she leaves, be her assurance when her heart is weary
Become the solution to her thirst for purpose
Satisfy her hunger in finding her life's meaning
Become her cure even if she can never be healed
Realize how much of a martyr she has become for you.

Love Not Just the Love But the Lover

Love not the eyes but the look they give,
Love not the skin but the touch it brings
Love not the voice but the sound it makes,
Love not the kiss but the affection it carries
Love not the embrace but the safety it implies.

Love not the touch but the sincerity it means
Love not the words but the truth they carry
Love not the presence but the existence it proves
Love not the laughter but the mirth it brings
Love not the hugs but the passion they embody.

Love not the frown but the sadness that proves them real
Love not the tears but how they fall from their cheek
Love not the times when he puts his head on your shoulder but the trust he has that brings him to do so
Love not his cries but the authenticity of his feelings
Love not his mind but the thoughts of you that make him in love with you.

Love not the times when he forbids to do things but his sense of protectiveness for you
Love not the times when he says no but the times that shows how much he cares
Love not the times when you bicker and fight but the times that prove you have complimenting ideas
Love not the many times he says he loves you, but the many times he means every word.
Love not the many times he says he cares for you, but the many times he does little things to show you how it is so.

Love not the way he asks if you're okay, but the way he worries when you are ill.
Love not the way he loves you the same despite the distance, but how he tries to bridge that distance
Love not the times he tells you of his stories, but the tremendous trust he has on you to let you hear them
Love not the way you met but how far you have come since then
Love not what already is, but what can be.

Love not the way he says your name, but the sense of longing that shows every time he does
Love not the many times you make him smile, but how the smile streaks across his face
Love not the many times he calls, but how he sounds when he hears your voice
Love not his mind but his heart,
Love not just his soul, but his spirit as well.