I'm the passing cloud coming and going
In the cold night chilling your being
Wandering and searching as a messenger
For a heaven's light at your surrender
The night sky above me clearing
Wishing i have had my wings
To fly to your door step
An immense joy i would wish to bring
Squeezing myself through your window
To plant you a welcome kiss
Don't want this night to dawn
The wonderful night I don't want to miss
As i warm myself in your breathe
Never stopped thanking God who's above
For having sent someone so precious
To end my search for I'm in love
Use Search To Find Poem On Any Topic:
Monday, September 14, 2009
WisH I cOulD haVe WingS....
Labels:
Confession,
Confusion,
Disappointment,
Identity
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment