pink-angel-emma

All this time, I prayed, All this time, You heard me. In a world full of evil, Pain and suffering, Emotional abandonment, And physical misuse, You shine through, You shine through. You provide me, With all I need, Rain, sun and love, In this garden, Of Earth, You are our God. Our gardener, Our shepherd, Our beginning, And our end. Oh, God, You are so wonderful. I'd say you're, Heaven sent

Two years, I never saw your face, I never saw that smile. Two years, I didn't hear your voice, Or see those moments worthwhile. Two years, I was tortured, Tormented to the core, Of a love, So wonderful, A love, Souls pure. Two years, I endured the aching, The longing of your essence, Wishing I never left, Wishing I still felt your presence. Two years, And here you are, All new and old, Combined, Still looking, All the handsome, These eyes could, Ever find. Still speaking, All the words, My ears have, Longed to hear, Still looking in my eyes, Like my heart, Has longed and yearned. Try again, Two years, We've grown. I'll give it all I've got,

Recently, I've not had, The feelings, The urge, To write. But since I've seen you, Once again, My life has new light, The feelings, Flow endlessly, Through this pen of mine, Even though I'm not trying, The words all start, To rhyme. My heart is full, Of flowing ink, Ready to stain, The page. Oh, let my heart, Spill over and stain, The pure and endless pages, Fill with love, Fill with rage, And endless passion light, Oh, you came along, Old friend, And my heart, Just starts to write.