How can it be that she loves me with all her heart
How is it so that someone like me can hold her in my arms
An angel with pure white wings she is gliding as she moves
Yet I wear the black wings of shame and disgust
But that does not stop her from seeing the good within
Even when my black shrouds the area around me a blanket of night
She pulls me back with her shining light
My soul is tainted by hate is it true that music soothes the savage beast
Or could it be that she is just the one for me
How could that be
would it be allowed for the two of us to love
I dont understand who could love me as i am
Although she stands before me and my heart stays warm and fuzzy
When she is not around I have no need to feel and it freezes instantly
My soul if it even exists
will never be whole there is something missing
Could it be her white light that could save me
or is she the piece to this puzzle that is me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
she completes you...there is no reasoning..its the way the universe works :) she is yours as you are hers... love it!