Heaven's Folly
I'm everything she wants-
(armor not included)
Come upon this very day-
(from my last stand)
I shine like heaven's gate-
(although deluded)
I watch her twist the heart -
(thats in my hand)
St. Peter spoke so softly-
(an angel did command)
A cherub shot an arrow-
(just for me)
I looked upon the wound-
(the blood in my left hand)
And knew at once my love -
(could never be)
I saw her slip a cry-
(then swallowing her ire)
The ballet slippers-
( brush upon the cloud)
The moon shall turn its face-
(from my desire)
The shadow is my loss-
(and only shroud)
Copyright © Andrew Bene' | Year Posted 2008
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