For Katherine Jenkins
My soul was ruptured by crystal soprano
As I walk from door to door
Try to outpace my welling tears
Noble silver - perfect jewel
Reduce a man to burning fuel
Untill I spellbound dont exist
Your voice a bell , my disbelief
That could summon men to wander off
To dwell in wanton pergatory
and kneel in wonder of a eucharist
A radiant flame of holiness - an arum lily
The palor of thy countenance
Taste of Russian Ural honey
Lift me to the stratosphere
Never was heard a sweeter sound
I was born for hearing this
Surpassing every ounce of elegance
Surrender meekly to thy song of godliness
Copyright © Jannie Breedt | Year Posted 2017
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