An Enigma To Me
When you are near my heart excells
but when there is nothing in the air
even the birds cry out in agony for you...
Your voice is like thunder to me when spoken
yet, when all is quiet, I feel bereath of my soul
and my heat slows down for there is no where to run
my soul takes cover within the trees for there it finds comfort...
You are a magnitude within yourself, yet do not know it
a Saint to all things dear to you, and yet ignor what this means
Your love is given to those who deserve it and none other, This
is you code in life and by which you live out day by day...
Still when your voice is not heard here, there is a thunderstorm
even when the sun is out and the sky is blue, a heart is broken
a love and a token is lost, for a short time, but knowing your love
is strong and signaled to this being, makes him love you more
Each and every day...
Written By B R Walker
Copywriter UK 2013