Let me be the angel
That guides you into joy.
Let the pulsing of my heart
Be your only noise.
Let me be the harpist
That strums away your pain.
Let me be the poet
That bleeds stanzas in your name.
Let my hands be your only
Escape into release.
Let this love of mine
Bring you inner peace.
And if you are to weep,
Let me wipe away your tears.
And if you ever cower,
Let me eliminate your fears.
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 4:42 AM UTC
Let me be the angel
That guides you into joy.
Let the pulsing of my heart
Be your only noise.
Let me be the harpist
That strums away your pain.
Let me be the poet
That bleeds stanzas in your name.
Let my hands be your only
Escape into release.
Let this love of mine
Bring you inner peace.
And if you are to weep,
Let me wipe away your tears.
And if you ever cower,
Let me eliminate your fears.
