I see thy love in the distance
breathless gasping for air, for in thy dreams you were there
awakening to the bleakness in my room
as my eyes begin to blur reality sets and starts the fear
for do [bad word] [bad word] or do I die alone
waiting like the petals of a wilting flower fall off
until there is none and the once beautiful flowers dies naked
with no one to cloth it
will I hold you in the grave or will the grave hold me?
the numbing dreams never end the swallow's wings still amongst
the idle wind
my colored world turns to grayscale
recollecting the memories eyes covered hazel
contradiction of thy thoughts standing calm love not lost
searching till I find my princess whose passionate eyes cut right through me
for what is life if love only exists in thy thoughts?
what is romance if it is all fiction?
nothing but a portrait left empty, a passing cloud of hurt
by to meet my love in the flesh is to find my whole heart
your heart breaks through me your love is the key
longing for my hearts door
to what day till I see sunrays shine upon your face
I dream of you the way you look
the beating of love in your heart
your words are like the flowing of a spring, knowing thy love
waits for me until eternity's end
is this poetry or is this love's sickness
engulfing my every being
take the heart from you and the blood ceases from me
I see what you hear
breath taking the closest thing to me and my savior
falling in love to a person I have never met but knowing she has salvation's fragrance
by God's grace this love will be free and able to fly away above
the earth to a point of exhaustion
but your breath will keep me alive
words are pointless for this love is speechless
preparing for the curtains close
laying their clutching hands so tight I can feel your heart
telling me it will be all right
ascension to heaven where this love can not only walk
but [bad word] through the endless fields of joy
where love neither ends nor begins but flows everlasting
this was thy dream this daybreak and will by thy prayer
that I will rest sleepless till the sun rises on that day
and butterflies sing with us as we write love symphony
the pages of life fill the story of our love in a time long ago
where fairy [bad word] [bad word] and you and I my love will live happily everafter
I love you