Hero Poem by Butch Decatoria

Thine eyes were first, earth angel mine
To arrest the breath from within my lungs
Lovely deep blue pools, I drown in kind
But naught a drop from heaven flung

After the reprieve to calm my wits
That your flawless face should dawn
And as tho' a corpse that escaped its crypt
Your beauty dearest, resurrects dead songs

Where in my bones had lingered none.
Oh how I should sing of heavens proved
Having myself been saved yet undone
For thou art gravity of the stars and moon...

Your love, delicate and fine, divinely saves
Since life has been touched by your grace.