Eqyptian-Eyed Life Line Poem by O.S. Brooks

As night forms above my industrial horizon
and the last sign of light fades away
I, your broken king, am missing a part of me
You...
I miss passionate kisses where all else dies,
being together while our hearts cry
where mountains crumble in the presence of you
and the tallest of dreams come un-done.
I will not run...
Completed by you, I stand in silence
as quiet falls over this noisy space
and thoughts are sent toward Saturn
I, your broken king, LOST, missing part of me
You...
Till grace returns my spiritual queen
I'll be...
Playing forever my spirit song
holding to love until it's wrong
Keeping my dreams between my eyes
Till my destiny arrives
Dear God,
My faith is strong
It fades at times
I've dreamed on empty half my life
And all I ever wanted true
Was grace enough to get me through
So, as the morning comes un-done
And inner victories are won
I'll keep with me the faith you gave
And never let your memory fade
My sign of hope
My life line