Beau Sabreur

Beau Sabreur

My impetuous heart aches for another
A companion to share my stride
Injury however has calmed me down
To slow down the raging tide.

A lover in lust with passionate pace
Eager to close with my relation
Serves as a warning to be informed
And take my time in the situation.

The string of too many bad endings
Writes a cautionary tale well read
The beau sabreur I once portrayed
Crusades alone on guard instead.

Love for now is my solitary flower
Blooming in my garden alone
For I wish to care for myself first
Before I dare to share my home.

Time has come one day to find
The speed of love goes slow
My heart’s too big and precious
To repeat the pain I know.

Yes, my heart may beat for another
Till then my spirit must endeavor
Save my soul for Heaven and wait
For a love that lasts forever.

Copyright © 2023 Charles Edward York
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