Walking a thin line

Deathly are the battles we face with our backs to one another
Though love may be blind to those
It is felt to us like being in the midst of the first breeze
In what was our,
September night’s prayer
His caress as soft as a rose’s petal
In my eyes
You are the gold, fools fail to find
Blessed I am
God has created you mine
Though they ache in disguise
I ask why, they not see us
so divine
Walking a thin line, they say

He places his heart in my bosom, I say

Grief stricken with your beloved

Grief was never this subtle

For tomorrow will bring you sorrow

Tomorrow what comes may?

Bitten by the evils of this world
Curses on the each shoulder you must bear!

If that is the curse you must spill
I will embrace with these lines of fate!
So divine
I ask her why, they not see us
Though they ache in disguise
God has created me, yours
Blessed we are
In your eyes
Why question he is the gold, fools fail to find
This carress as soft as a rose’s petal
September night’s prayer
In what was our
It is felt to us like a being in the midst of the first breeze
Though love may be blind to those
Deathly are the battles we face with our backs to one another

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