Descending from the heavens,you flew in on a
silver chariot. Wearing your shinning armor.
Your smile has captured my interest. Your galiant
ways, my heart.
You came into my life, like the distant thunder that
rides in with a storm. Like the winds of a hurricane,
like the still waters that run deep.
Yet I fear you. For I am a maiden in this big world
garden, and my heart would certainly perish,
if you were found with deceiving ways.
For my heart has been wounded, and it is now on
the mend. If a torch is re-lite, then I would fear, that
you are only a game of chance, wanting to capture
my heart with your sword of words.
For I am a delicate soul, who has been lost before
and can truly fall again. Will you hold onto me,
once you capture my love, or will I be set free,
like a flying dove.
Only fate really knows or our destiny, and if we
should pursue this path in which we journey.
Then I shall worry no more and let no discernment
come between us.
Written By:
Donna Le
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