Her Love Is
Her Love is illuminating this dark shadow casted over me
until it is penetrating the depths of my heart
If I could only be there to comfort her now
Instead the cause of her pain
Nights spent searching relentlessly
As the sun rises I'm still stuck to this page
As my mistakes taunt me
As I despair and bite my tongue
As the reality sets in that my heart is made of stone
I feel nothing, no emotion as pure as Love
In her eyes I'm not even human, I am a monster
A beast, yet she is more beastly than me
because her beauty rends me into pieces as a Lion
So much for the puppy sheltered in her loving arms
And what happened to the raindrops
that were Celestial whispers only months ago
Now the Heavenly Angels tears fall
Now the heavy burden returns and it's too much to bare
Now I hand it all over to God
And silently I make mention of her in my prayers
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2013
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