Auburn Haired Beauty Part Ii

We gathered around an old, grey battered table, one leg was to short, darn thing was unstable. Spread out on top laid a map with torn edges, markings in pen, circling valleys and ridges. Azimuth in hand and pen in grips sight, lines were drawn showing us our next fight. Two klicks up north, and a jaunt to the west, we'll cover that ground, with no stopping to rest. Our numbers are weak, but survival is strong, we've been here before, it seems years long. Battle hardened and faithful, this small force of ten, doing these type missions, time and time again. We'll wait until dark, deep into the night, heading out then, beginning our plight. With time on my hands, and empty stomach to fill, then gather some rest, positive that I will. I drift off to sleep, floating a wave of memories stored, she's such a warm site, melting my heart deep to its core. Her arms are crossed, leaning against open doorway, my auburn haired beauty, batting lashes at me. Her eyes are light hazel, gold, green, and soft brown, lighting up my dark soul, thats been vacant, a ghost town. Just as she was bout to speak, with her voice so soft, a vocal treat. I feel my body being gently shaken, My fellow warrior saying, "its time, awaken." Coming to, while wishing I had heard the thoughts she spoke, within my silent, but visual dream, before I woke. The time is dark the mission ahead, seek enemy, we will kill them all, and pray we take no casualties. Almost instantly as I exit the olive drab colored tent, mind sails to my auburn haired beauty, smiling,winking, Heaven sent. I must return back to her whole, just as I had left, not arriving home, within flag draped, silver casket. Auburn haired beauty, she's worth my life and more, her freedom, our home, today, I will kill for.