I see you standing in the light with your fire burning in your heart that melts the rusty chains of yesterday. The ghost's of your past dance with you all throughout the night, swaying you back and forth between past present, light and dark.
The whisper of the wind sends a calm to your mind like gentle hands of an old friend.
The way the moon hits your eyes makes them both piercing and beautiful. The soothing sound of your voice sends a chill that paralyzes my heart leaving me breathless gasping to hear more of the angelic choir that is you. The touch of your hand across my face awakens something long ago that once lived. The heart is a battlefield, two sides fighting against one another hoping to **** and conquer. One side brave, fierce and Noble ready to take on new heights, explore the mountains and see what lies beneath all of this that we feel is real. The other side is roaring with anger, fear and bitterness. They use to hunger for more, to explore and see the beauty that is what we feel is real but something happened on the adventure. They made a wrong turn and that what was once peaceful become a nightmare leaving them in despair and agony. The sting of that memory still lies deep beneath them reminding them of what used to be but is no more. The battle rages on between the two, old scars are opening, doors that were once shut are staring break open. She turns away then turns back. I see inside your heart a war that is raging inside you. I've come to help but you only run away when I dare to come near you. Your absence has been like a winter day, beautiful as the white soft snow but harsh like the wind. When will I truly see you again? Will it just be in my memories of us and what used to be? Or will it be in flesh? Will I feel your warm body against mine? Will our hands ever meet again? Am I fool for even thinking of this? It was a brief moment that you were with me and yet I have thought about you like you've been gone for an eternity. Should I save me from myself and run? Or stand firmly and wait, knocking on the door of Faith hoping it will be you that answers.