The Coming of the Lost Spirit

A Search for the Spirit/The Coming of the Lost Spirit Written 13/6/12 I’ve been searching For a Spirit Look for Him And he aint there Cry for him And I can’t hear Him Answer my prayers Where is he now I feel his ghost in my house I need his body Right in front Of me now I cry for Him Everyday I pray for his return Everyday But I can’t hear him answer My prayers Is he alive? I ask… Is He out there? I ask. I must know The wind wakes me up My prayers are answered And my lamp falls to the ground The spirit enters It is Him I feel him laying on top of me now My spiritual friend And I hold into Him tightly So he’ll forever Be Within my grip My sights, my sounds, my touch My feeling, my senses I feel Him But can barely see Him He’s so faint to me Yet so alive in spirit I feel his positive energy I just want to make love To my spiritual friend Tonight… Every night For the rest of my days Until we’re in heaven together, forever And one day we shall resurrect As mind, body and spirit And e in paradise together Our paradise He’s my spirit I’m his body And we’re one now Mind, body and spirit