Those wings enfold our love …
My heart surges forth from its cage
Obscured by the truth and constant rage,
On this metal stage I have engaged
The ways she outweighed my everyday
She had her wings she used to fly,
Consumed by her, was my alibi
With motley reasons she had to die,
I could not cry, one further night.
Emotions smacked like a cardiac
And crack my pericardial sac
My chest fought back like heart attacks
It’s quaint how opposites attract.
Matter of fact she was my savior
Her love had never lost its flavor
It’s labored through our many failures
And never once did that love waver.
There were nights I spoke with my maker
Where I carried one in the chamber
Wishing this behavior would soon taper
At my lowest I found my lifesaver.
She was someone in this atmosphere,
an angel sitting by my ear,
With her my fears just disappeared
I need her here to persevere.
I lied when I said she had to die,
I need her here to edify,
The reasons why she occupies
My soul, my heart, my evening skies
Why can’t I refuse her stranglehold?
Each week it comes back sevenfold
Her wings enfold our love so bold
those wings are what an angel holds
So let her fly, and use her wings,
And let her tug on all the strings
soon comes the spring and wedding rings
And life portrayed as queens and kings