I matched the look in his steel colored eyes with my own gaze of determination
The angel Uriel descended in but a thousand broken moments woven together with the distinction of bliss
And he bade unto me in my slipping consciousness...
I could not tear my eyes way even for an eon, the sight to my eyes was a breathe to my lungs - as is a beat is to my heart, to be everything at once,in turn to the nothing I was but a lifetime ago
Could you kiss my soul?
In the way music breaks my heart
Could you sing a song at the footsteps of the eternal himself
His ways*, higher
I think I take too much, you say I take too little, still you give as generously as you have before
What is this
That I would bare
My soul to you
With solemness, your eyes
Find me in the dark
Still you see me as I am
But a child
A fragile candle wish
Blown among the known
And wretches of night
To weep with the mindless
How can I return unchanged
To that which bore me
It leaves me in anguish
That which knew me
It let's me go
To those who see, but know too little
Reach with tendrils of hope and fire
Further still you lead me
Through loneliness I am not alone
Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
I matched the look in his steel colored eyes with my own gaze of determination
The angel Uriel descended in but a thousand broken moments woven together with the distinction of bliss
And he bade unto me in my slipping consciousness...
I could not tear my eyes way even for an eon, the sight to my eyes was a breathe to my lungs - as is a beat is to my heart, to be everything at once,in turn to the nothing I was but a lifetime ago
Could you kiss my soul?
In the way music breaks my heart
Could you sing a song at the footsteps of the eternal himself
His ways*, higher
I think I take too much, you say I take too little, still you give as generously as you have before
What is this
That I would bare
My soul to you
With solemness, your eyes
Find me in the dark
Still you see me as I am
But a child
A fragile candle wish
Blown among the known
And wretches of night
To weep with the mindless
How can I return unchanged
To that which bore me
It leaves me in anguish
That which knew me
It let's me go
To those who see, but know too little
Reach with tendrils of hope and fire
Further still you lead me
Through loneliness I am not alone
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