Loved by grace only.
At first sight I found it difficult to breath
In a state of gray what should I believe
But she would save me with a kiss
Fear feared itself, double was the dare
A trial with no room for error planted there
Doubt stood shy as a reason to explain
Her touch played like sky blue rain
I never wanted her flesh in the nude
She meant more than an emotional mood
Speaking with her eyes brown and tender
To be or not to, should time remember
She saved my life
Nina held me up
Without knowing
She saved my life
I was dead on shallow ground
Jealous friends blood thirsty hounds
She saved my life
Nina forgave me
Somehow believing
She saved my life
This despair proved too much
So I embraced shame instead
It was easier to drink from its cup
Than to walk aimlessly without
Fear feared itself, double was the dare
A trial with no room for error planted there
Doubt stood shy as a reason to explain
Her touch played like sky blue rain
I never wanted her flesh in the nude
She meant more than an emotional mood
Speaking with her eyes brown and tender
To be or not to, should time remember
She saved my life
Nina held me up
Without knowing
She saved my life
I was dead on shallow grown
Jealous friends blood thirsty hounds
She saved my life
Nina forgave me
Somehow believing
She saved my life
Copyright, Nathaniel London 2013
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Poetry by France England
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Written on 2013-01-24 at 23:16
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NINA
My love for her remains the sameAt first sight I found it difficult to breath
In a state of gray what should I believe
But she would save me with a kiss
Fear feared itself, double was the dare
A trial with no room for error planted there
Doubt stood shy as a reason to explain
Her touch played like sky blue rain
I never wanted her flesh in the nude
She meant more than an emotional mood
Speaking with her eyes brown and tender
To be or not to, should time remember
She saved my life
Nina held me up
Without knowing
She saved my life
I was dead on shallow ground
Jealous friends blood thirsty hounds
She saved my life
Nina forgave me
Somehow believing
She saved my life
This despair proved too much
So I embraced shame instead
It was easier to drink from its cup
Than to walk aimlessly without
Fear feared itself, double was the dare
A trial with no room for error planted there
Doubt stood shy as a reason to explain
Her touch played like sky blue rain
I never wanted her flesh in the nude
She meant more than an emotional mood
Speaking with her eyes brown and tender
To be or not to, should time remember
She saved my life
Nina held me up
Without knowing
She saved my life
I was dead on shallow grown
Jealous friends blood thirsty hounds
She saved my life
Nina forgave me
Somehow believing
She saved my life
Copyright, Nathaniel London 2013
All rights reserved by author 2013
Poetry by France England
Read 746 times
Written on 2013-01-24 at 23:16
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