Certainty, certainty…
Are you always this pretty?
You have captured me blindly
And your doctrines govern my safety.
Stay with me and do not go;
Lights will burn low
And with you, I’ll tango,
We’ll put up a great show
Of memories which will echo.
Certainty, certainty…
Through you, I seek liberty
From a crowd of possibility
Which treasures pure charity.
Strike me like a blazing arrow,
And let your wonders overflow.
Make me a better *****
For I battle with my shadow.
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
Certainty, certainty…
Are you always this pretty?
You have captured me blindly
And your doctrines govern my safety.
Stay with me and do not go;
Lights will burn low
And with you, I’ll tango,
We’ll put up a great show
Of memories which will echo.
Certainty, certainty…
Through you, I seek liberty
From a crowd of possibility
Which treasures pure charity.
Strike me like a blazing arrow,
And let your wonders overflow.
Make me a better *****
For I battle with my shadow.
Love with certainty
Request permission to use this poem