An straight ahead silence
her silhouette approaches,
predictable senses will allure you
simple passing by...
Uncontrollable desire
waiting at the edge of a river bank,
she sits and wait,
pondering on what if...
Her mind is arousing,
a mystical sound
tears from above,
wishful thoughts
I can only hear
outcries of a broken heart
As our mind is
bounds by destiny
carefully undress lies
holding blades of the truth.
Tears of Angel
raining down on us,
drifting illusions
as forgiveness
strolled around your soul.
Once her sight
could see me for who I was,
there wasn't a way out
A web of seduction
kept her captive
inside another
realm within....
By Rony Joseph
RONY JOSEPH All rights reserved 2008
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