I see you.
Stumbling 'cross your path.
Fumbling at your ankles.
Searching for an answer...
Trail worn and hair sullied to points of regret.
And trying to block out
Sunblaze from your stare.
And look to the heavens
The blue...
The brethren
Of you...
Angel with tattered wings -
You've suffered the storms
Of Circumstance.
And heavy winds
Still ruffle
Your paper feathers.
And keep you from flight
For just a little
Longer...
Young... beautiful...
Soul maidenly chaste.
Arms bestowed the gift of flight.
And breath of Heaven's wind.
Eyelids crafted from silk night skies.
And heart fashioned with cotton splendor and the concrete pain within
Of an endless provider.
You've taken me under your wing
Placed me beside your fostering bosom.
So I say sever your ties
For a moment.
And bleed out these tears in excess...
Lacerate a palm
And seep the crimson heartache
Onto the sidewalk you're on.
Now, bawl...
Bawl a puddle, angel...
Fall
To your knees...
And crawl around
In the beauty streams
Of the love you applied
To every soul's disease...
Draped in snow,
You're a blessing
Wrapped in Heaven's glow...