Throne of the Gods

Mighty is You, your smile, your radiant face,
I know not how did I deserve such a grace,
And with each second, with you,
I realize, you are my miracle, Without you there is so much few.

Glazing like a ball of fire, Your eyes tear into me,
That may be my last, if your looks could kill me,
Steal thy brilliance, and diminish the probability of my conscience,
I can only thank the throne of Gods who created such brilliance.

Resting in your glory, I lay down with a heart full of love,
The signs of your fury, Your fire burning in me, its Love,
Ever meet me as a predator, You will not be apprehended,
I am here, Your prey, With out any shield, any help, undefended.

The Gods of Valour have created those eyes,
Whom I shall never be able to despise,
I cry out, this army of warriors will rise,
For this was my destiny, In loving You, I ride on the path of self defiance.