So it’s come to pass that we’re caught like jewels in the rain
And cherubs are laughing in an endless inane
Cowering in the dark to find a way to burn my heart
Cause I should unlock it but I don’t know where to start
Oh when he’s here, he’s all I can feel
Oh when he’s near, there’s nothing left to steal
Is this always?
Trying to find out what it is he needs in his heart
Trying to say I love you without coming apart
Glistening emerald fire eyes to take me home
Listening to the rain of your voice so I don’t feel alone
Oh when he’s here, he’s all I can feel
Oh when he’s near, there’s nothing left to steal
Is this always?
Oh his words; they’re all I can hear
Oh his arms; if they open, is Heaven near?
I’m always changing upon myself
Is this always?
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Lovely! I can empathize with the feeling that resonates from within this piece. You know anytime you need a shoulder to lean on or a friend to talk to I'll be here { though sometimes writing can give you all the healing energy you need } It's good to see you have found your muse and that you're back in action! You've been missed....



