Forever And Ever
With a poise that captures my eye, You swing beside me; hand around my waist,
Where Words Find Their Wings
With a poise that captures my eye, You swing beside me; hand around my waist,
Crawled myself Into the savage garden
My friend left this Vale of tears, As she vanished into the air
You sent me down With no sense of direction
Before dawn, I pray for the nights to be,
Her eyes sparkle with the setting of the sun, And her sway reminds me of African perfection.
Am not afraid to talk about it, And their work is no longer at day,
Shoving hours to mold days, And days to build weeks,
Its a Monday morning - oh! Monday morning, The day that always ends up in pain and agony,
You should have seen the way she combed through those books Or the way her expression changed when she read a poem
Your fake personality matches, Your fake eyelashes,
Without condemnation for the ills I've done he searched my heart, Creating in me a new creature filled with His goodness,