She is Love

And to thee, the next level- i am ready for it all.

It's not gone nor forgotten, I still see it in my eyes.

And to fall hopelessy into oblivion, my goal, what i desire-

To feel her just one more time, but to really feel it.

And i will not let him, them, anyone take you away again,

after all, they can't change the better part of me.

And to feel your warmth, your truth, the light-

patiently i will wait, vigilantly- I will wait.

Night after night i will pray and cry out-

'Dear God- let her come back to me;

Let me know her once again'-

Just one more chance to show her,

I am in it until the end.

Till death this time, to my prince- wherever, whoever, whenever....

I am in it till the end, all around till time begins again.

And i wont let the bitterness steer her clear-

I refuse to loose this fight for any reason.

I feel her, running through my vains-

like the very blood that keeps life within me.

And I will NOT cower or deam myself unworthy-

i will never walk away from her truth again.

I will know her again, in her essence- her truest beauty,

I will know her like she is inside of me, like she is me.

The past, he haunts me daily- and the fear sometimes shadows me-

but alas, God will get me through- towards the light.

Through the rain and the empty nothingness-

I will survive and learn from the bitter I taste when i swallow.

As the bitterness overcomes me not, only reminds me-

that she is a gift and that all should cherish her.

Never again will i forsake her- and I will pray for her return.

Who is she? She is love and she is so close I can taste her.

I can smell her and feel her next to me...

waiting -for the morning to come.

So that she may allow me to live through her, to love-

my prince- I will know him when i see him.

I will see myself in his eyes-

and his kiss will weaken this hardened heart of mine.