Feeling elevated.


Angels Beneath Me

And everything blurs to me
Till I see the forest
Of your discontentment,
I hold you close raising up
The dark leaves that bind you
And burn them into white
Ashes as we change.

Just listen you'll hear me
In the breeeze,
You know who it is.

For I know,
Everytime.

I lose myself in you,
I like feeling you holding
My hand.

Take me into the arms
That I feel so
Warm and safe in
And never let me fall,
But burn and I see
That not everyone is smiling.






Poetry by jacy
Read 551 times
Written on 2005-10-24 at 00:00

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