Tuesday, 6 April 2010

Spires of Hope

In that abode of plentiful kisses,
I was trapped and liked being there,
In mind wanting to stay forever,
Within thy soul dreamed of eternity,
Can this wish be granted to one
Such as me so weak and frail,
This dream could come for spires
Of goodness did conquer skies
Of darkness doubt and insecurity.
That wish shall be granted to
Me and it will be wonderful to me.