I find myself blinded
By the light of another's heart
But I do not writhe at the lose of this sense
Or try to make sense of its happening
...I wander through this deep forest of love
And feel the deepest shade of red wash over me
My feet become light as the breeze takes me
Takes me as you have taken me...
And as I seem to float deeper into love's forest
The leaves graze my body like your finger tips
The hum of the trees, like whispers from your lips
The warmth of the sun, like the touch of your skin
In a place where time has stopped
Where intellect and reason hold the smallest of value
Where the devine on earth is free to shine
Lost deep and blind, in this forest of love
Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 10:31 PM UTC
I find myself blinded
By the light of another's heart
But I do not writhe at the lose of this sense
Or try to make sense of its happening
...I wander through this deep forest of love
And feel the deepest shade of red wash over me
My feet become light as the breeze takes me
Takes me as you have taken me...
And as I seem to float deeper into love's forest
The leaves graze my body like your finger tips
The hum of the trees, like whispers from your lips
The warmth of the sun, like the touch of your skin
In a place where time has stopped
Where intellect and reason hold the smallest of value
Where the devine on earth is free to shine
Lost deep and blind, in this forest of love