The Last Letter To Be |
| by A Peel |
I exist now dreaming in reality, shades of deep reds and grays,
Evolving at the speed of light
As my third eye sees all, I bring my fingers to my lips and time stops
I taste you.
I ponder you and wallow in the memory of your scent and way.
How you called me baby
The way you made me laugh
The way you touched my heart and made me
believe
Unable to stop, it seems too wonderful,
but in the end there is not much but pain.
I allow this for some time, then I awake
and know that I am alive and the possibilities are endless.
Wanting you to taste my soul
and undeniably know that I am the one
and we are one to conquer happiness together,
unimaginably, the way you knew that we could
and will if you say one word,
Yes!
Your fear. Your ego. Your pride. They protect and also hurt you,
keeping you from what is rightfully yours,
Love.
If I had your heart again?
Oh, the way I would touch it, nurture it
and protect it
My most sacred gift
God wants what I want,
he trusts me and knows my light is pure as he does you.
Say the word once.
The heavens will open up and the angels will sing in our praise
Because we chose.
Please don't be afraid, I am always here for you.
I Love You.
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