We Believed
"We Believed" is based on a passion for writing and music. The site is a collection of short stories and poems. I hope you enjoy them.
Friday, September 30, 2011
She's my Air
I am but a shadow cast down by her light
A bridge across an ocean, a runway for her flight
Footlights gaze upon her as she breaks their hearts of stone
Curtain calls, one final bow, how they want her for their own
Her grace holds them spellbound as does her subtle charm
Enviously they watch me as she takes my arm
Entrusted with an angel, privileged with her care
Without her I would die, for she is my air
Mystery shrouds the gaze of her encompassing eyes
They penetrate my conscience, her tears can make me cry
Against the opposition her defense is my retreat
It’s perplexing one so soft could be the mainstay for my feet
Unwavering is the bond that grasps my heart and soul
For only once will we be lucky to find the half that makes us whole
I send my thanks to Heaven upon a bended knee
As I watch her gently sleeping, I pray that I’ll fulfill her dreams
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