Through The Eyes Of A Witness

A Lover's Prayer

To the woman that stolen my heart:

I'm not going to ask you to return it. It's clear that you are better at handling it than I. When I hear the word "perfection" I see a faint visual of you. You may not be perfect but the fact that everyday you strive for it means all the same. Oh sweet earth angel to what pleasure do I owe thee? Oh bride of purity strike true on the one whom committed treason to subdue you under his spell. Thou hast not but a mere moment to stay with you but you have the power to give a lifetime and yet you give immortality to this unworthy fool. Blessed be the one who has you now and forever,
                               Amen