214. Perfect In My Eyes ( Hildr' s Love )
I could find no flaw in his looks or demeanor,
A handsome rugged man, who feared no challenge,
And yet he was gentle in his touch and love.
He was perfect in my eyes.
My love went to war, fought battles in Ranrike,
He earned a gold ring, and a scar across his face.
Later he went a Viking to the land of the Britains,
And lost his left hand to a Saxon' s sharp axe.
Still he was perfect in my eyes.
My husband traveled to the land of the Franks,
Sailed up the Seine River with Ragnar Lodbrok.
Lost his right eye when they laid siege to Paris,
A patch covers the wound, which he wears with pride.
And still he is perfect in my eyes.
After thirty years of marriage he has lost all his hair,
And has many teeth missing from his mouth.
His looks have been damaged by years of war,
And yet as I lay next to the man that I love,
He is still perfect in my eyes !
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2014.