Icicles on
                 my tessellation
                                            cast the
                                                           fly
    For
           play
                   adulation

                                just around the bend
            I 'll catch
                            his
          rainbow's
end

Mere words can't describe
the you I hold inside

Insufficient the attempt
to paint one such as thee

If only, the hands you see
mirror the man I know you to be

Then mere words would render
All speechlessly

Peering through the veil brightly
Shinning in the darkest of night

He dared to ***** out innocence
Stealing his secret delight

Standing with fist held tight in her soul torn discreetly
Would one day arise ever since soft yet sweetly

As she disclosed the open door truth stood rightly
Unleashing tears she held in years ever so, tightly

An Angel beyond the wisdom of the ages
Broke through, annihilation , several generations stuck in plastic cages.

Clarity gifted like providential timing.
An appointment made, freedom bells chiming.

To
Know
It's
True
Depths
One
Must
Taste
It's
Sting