on the wings of angels
your rescue me from my despair
grasping hope that once was fleeting
a burning desire that now is seeping
a cascading ecstacy overflowing my body
with glowing pleasure of bittersweet heavenly bliss
electric pulses running through my veins
grace poured out by the wounds of your hands
from vibrations of jagged glass you suffer
radiating an internal spectrum of water-color truths
hazy doubts loom with intoxicating purity
whispering glassy waters that kiss the moon
smothering my soul with a fading innocence |