Musings

The evening falls As the Deer caresses his doe In the arms of my sacred knight I turn to an evening primrose Every petal every leaf every thorn Surrenders to his command As the river submits to the sea Far from the reach of darkness Far far away from hurt and agony My heart takes flight Over the mountains Creeping through the caves Peeping over the horizon Soaring high above the fire works A few steps from heaven Frozen in time high above the ground The star gate of his heart unravels Every scar every thorn every burn reveals itself to me All the silent battles he hides speaks to me As his soul revealed himself I fell deeper into his embrace For the first time in forever I saw the angel suppressed beneath the heavy metal armor Imprisoned within his dreamy autumn eyes I vow to never be parted with this heavenly being For he is my knight my refuge And the closest thing to heaven I’ll ever be