Monday, May 12, 2008

Like A Statue Of An Angel

And it is all because of you
that I dream of statue angels
All because of you
I have given up hope of being saven
It was your eyes that sucked the beauty from the sky
and your hair that pulled the grace from the wind in the trees

Please take me over and cleanse me
Save me from myself
Be the beauty I've always wanted in life
and the painted sunset, or the picture on my wall
Something to remind me that there is never nothing
And you cannot forever fall

Be the floor underneath my feet
or the soap-bubbles in my bath
Be the light inside my eyes
Just please be something that will last

2 comments:

Ishvara said...

I like this one. Alot.

Walter said...

Thanks. I'm glad you like it, it's why I write, after all.