My hands will still reach out for her,
I have dreamed like the night grows dim,
My tired heart has never had to mask itself,
With undertaker disquises worn by him,
It may be so true that he loved her once,
I admire her faith but I'm still skeptical,
He can't rebuild the castle he tore down,
And expect the princess not to mind the fall
You meant so much to her, I know you did,
But as her friend I can no longer stand by you,
You hurt her so badly again and again,
If you love her, only once you have to choose,
If not you don't have to tell her anything,
She can still read your indecisive prayers,
And if they are no longer meant for her,
Than your heart is crippled beyond repair
Unlock her so to be abandoned from your grip,
Let go of her hand so that she can fly again,
In the long time that you had spent with her,
I wish you would have acted more like her friend,
But the secrets you have kept hidden from her,
As numerous as the women held in your arms,
Your heart flowered with its touch like thorns,
Yet she is trapped in the web not sensing harm
All his armor cannot help protect her now,
She needs to take a stand for only she can,
He fell into her grown state of illusion,
She didn't feel his weapon when holding hands,
She needs to crawl from under his prison walls,
Or be forced behind a winter's window paine,
But she can break the trance he has put her in,
If only she realizes rejection causes pain
He, the sun one time, now reaches her like fog,
She can't find ways through love ground to dust,
She had found sanctuary in his comforting arms,
Now her stained glass eyes shatter with his touch,
But she won't embark alone into deserted lands,
Facing the winds that scar and scatter no seed,
I remind her the sun makes it through the night,
But I can't pave the way because her heart must lead
He will try to rebuild the sky from dimmer stars,
But she is hardly seen as his brighter day,
Of course he thinks he can strand her there,
Where he left her in the night and walked away,
There are abuses in the shadows unreflected,
He has committed himself to the darkest skies,
Neither rain nor night could ever hold her there,
Where he hides the brighest light from her eyes
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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