Thursday, November 11, 2010

As I sit

As I sit I think about her face
As I sit I dream of her touch
As I sit I get lost in her eyes
As I sit I find her in my mind

It is easy to see the absolute beauty
Turning heads but always looking at me
She knows I'm here waiting for her smile
She knows that I will be here for a while

When she speaks I can only hear her voice
When she walks the earth rotates under her feet
When she sleeps I watch her calmly breathing in deep
When she awakens I hope that I am her choice

Like the earth's shadow that covers the moon
My soul has been clouded with a sinning typhoon
To be released from this painful wrath
I need an angel to show me the path

This will happen when I open my eyes
She will be standing there to my surprise
A woman of my dreams to kiss my lips
A genuine angel to end my eclipse

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