Originally Posted by tecoyah

Freedom slips down my flesh
blood from patriot veins
there is no remorse in my passion
no regret holding death at bay
Consequence can wait



Hair held in a sweaty hand
your knowing gaze beats a loyal heart
wherever you go this shadows stands
small minded devotion
he seems to know, to understand
comfortable fellow from the start
smiling through your reprimands
Love his only emotion
tongue on cheek as rough as sand
only in death depart
laid to rest in hallowed land
still you remember the beauty, of watching your dog in motion