Secret Salvation

The first day I was green,

And no one gave me heed.

Just another neophyte

Scratching at a need.

Next day, more familiar,

I made a few new friends.

Could I be an acolyte

Leading to their ends?

Weeks went by. Trust took root.

And I was one of them.

Time was nigh for sacrifice

Fuel for such a femme.

One that had no blemish,

No stain upon her soul.

I knew the one they searched for,

One to pay the toll.

She was my one and true,

Although she didn’t know.

I had loved her from afar,

Longed to be her beau.

With horror and chagrin,

I watched them drag her in

And bind her to the altar

Prepared for their sin.

At once I knew my plan.

She couldn’t lose her life.

I boldly spoke out loudly

Taking hold the knife.

At first they thought it strange,

This newbie with the blade,

But culpability burns

So they stepped aside.

She screamed as I drew near,

Because she couldn’t see

The man who threatened her was

Not a fiend but me.

I spoke the magic words

And twirled upon my heel.

Frolicking in the firelight

Poised to seal the deal.

I raised the blade on high

And showed my face to her.

Knowing looks, shared and taken.

The knife became a blur.

Slicing down, missing flesh

Paring the strands of rope

Screams that were full of despair

Turned to cries of hope.

Before they could discern

The purpose of my plot,

I grabbed her like a fireman

Out the door I got.

Their cries of “Infidel”

Still ringing in my ear,

I ran on with my fair prize

’Til they were not near.

They don’t like to be fooled,

Those denizens of night.

My love and I keep running.

Never ends our flight.

I live in love, and so

My life is full and bright.

Living and always running

With my one true light.