Struck

Struck (For Emily) Love’s coil hath wrapped around, my heart so very tight. For somebody I have found, an angel of the light Wingless she still flies, above and beyond the rest. Her beautify knows no bounds topping even the very best Her songlike voice rings so fervent, sweet, and smooth. Like a river running, my mind ever does it soothe And even in the dark when no hope is present found, you hold my spirits high, like a goddess crowned. Descended from above, a path unknown to man ahold you took of me, newly woven is my plan. So on and on you fly your careful wings drawn out. Are you not an angel? Never less has been my doubt. Before your grace I cower lost as if in foreign lands, I simply hope you guide me please take me in your hands and teach me your perfection, show me your unearthly ways. Allow me never to lose sight, for you my Love, I praise