The fire in her eyes could move me
The rage in her heart could set me free
I'm looking at heaven from the darkness of a dream

Beneath her hand,my exsistence is real
though broken wings may be all I reveal
I'm reaching for the doorway of release


My heart is on fire,when I look in her eyes
I'm breaking down the walls of paradise
And I'll give myself to her forever
I'm holding the hands of love,and making it mine



They kept me in darkness,a lifetime of pain
to where no one could see the violence and rage
I never dreamed these wings would take flight


The suicidal fantasy did appear in the light
A stairway to heaven in the black of the night
I never knew a fantasy could breathe in new life



And I would be found on a pathway out of view
how life tore me up was forgiven by you
I will repay my debts,for all I owe to you



My heart is on fire,when I look in her eyes
I'm breaking down the walls of paradise
And I'll give myself to her forever
I'm holding the hands of love,and making it mine

It's amazing how much a feeling can motivate us sometimes..
Very good poem nightruler..

Out of everyone,I'm especially glad you read this.



Thank you in all sincerity<<<<(sorry,my spelling sucks)


JT

Very very nice!

You are welcome my friend.. God has blessed us with a gift, and a way of expressing ourselves through our words.. If what we write helps someone to feel comfort, or can relate to someone's heart, to somehow help them feel better.. then we have accomplished something good for the day..
not worried about the spelling...

beautiful