The heart of the poet still loves to feel
the touch of thy lover's skin,
not just in dreams but for real
going to a place few have been!
Soon dawn arrives the sun shall weep
in awe of the sight,
the 2 of them entwined in deepest sleep
( for they went to Heaven in each other's arms last night* *
That's how it feels when truly in love
you're taken away from earth,
and once you've flown up above
you have Faith to stay with all your worth!
Then reality dares to come along
to steal your dream come true,
you wake on earth and know it's wrong
cause Your Love's not still beside you!
Well My Chariot Awaits
it's inside my broken heart,
{ It's The Dove Of Peace To The Pearly Gates }
and with any Hope:Mercy and I will soon depart!
SALLY
