ShadowsCool
02-11-2012, 01:13 AM
~ A Goddess ~
That scorchingly beautiful woman
Beyond my dreams:
The eternal realm.
Born not of man
But of his dreams,
A godly princess, for though it seems.
She lives in a place
Not of rocks nor flesh,
She is beyond the external.
Having no end
Her beauty is everlasting,
Blinding to my mortal eyes.
She hears the heavens
Arch angels sing;
Serenading her Divine.
I stand on sands
On stones and waves;
With beginning and end: my grave.
The mere beauty of her
I can not describe,
Her face is not privy to my mind.
She is a goddess
To the Gods.
A woman of pleasure
To us mortals.
Far Away In Some Legion Land
Far away in some legion galaxy
Way beyond the footsteps of man,
There is a place I believe in,
A panoply of heavenly light.
Far from my emergence
Where dreams can never stir,
I believe there is hope I can be in;
The faith of me and you.
Untouched by wither and daily grinds
Of living to die and dying to live.
Where the highest eagles can fly
The kind with heavenly trills
Soaring beyond this earth,
This place of make believe,
That only delivers hope
But conquers with death.
A place God enunciates his word,
And commandments flow through
In hearts of serenity,
That exist with me and you.
Far away in some legion land
Where death is no longer true,
Where the only thing left
The love of me with you.
That scorchingly beautiful woman
Beyond my dreams:
The eternal realm.
Born not of man
But of his dreams,
A godly princess, for though it seems.
She lives in a place
Not of rocks nor flesh,
She is beyond the external.
Having no end
Her beauty is everlasting,
Blinding to my mortal eyes.
She hears the heavens
Arch angels sing;
Serenading her Divine.
I stand on sands
On stones and waves;
With beginning and end: my grave.
The mere beauty of her
I can not describe,
Her face is not privy to my mind.
She is a goddess
To the Gods.
A woman of pleasure
To us mortals.
Far Away In Some Legion Land
Far away in some legion galaxy
Way beyond the footsteps of man,
There is a place I believe in,
A panoply of heavenly light.
Far from my emergence
Where dreams can never stir,
I believe there is hope I can be in;
The faith of me and you.
Untouched by wither and daily grinds
Of living to die and dying to live.
Where the highest eagles can fly
The kind with heavenly trills
Soaring beyond this earth,
This place of make believe,
That only delivers hope
But conquers with death.
A place God enunciates his word,
And commandments flow through
In hearts of serenity,
That exist with me and you.
Far away in some legion land
Where death is no longer true,
Where the only thing left
The love of me with you.