I hear a disburbance outside my door
Outside the door of my heart
I hear a disburbance outside the door
A knocking, a spreading apart

I feel a disturbance inside my soul
A restlessness brought on by you
To fulfill a deep need to nurture your seed
And build us a child, made of you

Oh my Soldier, how I miss you
How I long for one sweet touch
Of my fingers on your soft sweet lips
Oh, I love you, oh so much

And tonight while you're away from me
And not here in my arms
I pray to God in Heaven
That He keeps you safe from harm

That there'll never be a bullet
That bears your sacred name
That there'll never live one person
That means to cause you pain

That there'll never be a candle
That won't propel its light
To slowly draw you homeward
In deepest darkest night

I Love You, my Beloved
More and more and more
I Love You, my Beloved
You are welcome at my door

Author ©Alice C. Bateman


An excerpt from an in-progress novel
by Alice C. Bateman

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