Aug 18, 2007 12:23
he asks me to love him, health and honor
i do my best not to wander in my painted illusion
my heart is entranced and has grown fonder
of this body in vibrance and slumber
and come to think of it
i want no other
to hold my bones
and swing me underneath a blanket of protection
follow the rules
and bring me to the rebels end.
i am no longer in heavens arms and its less than ill ever discover.