She’s lead
Transmuted into gold through love
Our heart
Bound deep but forever apart
Our loneliness echoes in each other’s soul
Yet we never speak, and angels weep
She’s truth
Harshly spoken through grim lips
Our mind
Anger and love oscillating through time
Our calls to be together always out of sink
Yes, we never speak, and angels weep
She’s gone
With silence as deadly as any word
Our spirit
Two halves of a lightning split tree
Her path no longer my path, whichever path I choose
If only we could speak, angels might not weep
She’s hope
A memory held and cherished
Our friendship
Fading and forgotten cherry embers
Can we rekindle a flame that once scorched both?
And speak, so angels joyfully weep.
Harshly spoken through grim lips
Our mind
Anger and love oscillating through time
Our calls to be together always out of sink
Yes, we never speak, and angels weep
She’s gone
With silence as deadly as any word
Our spirit
Two halves of a lightning split tree
Her path no longer my path, whichever path I choose
If only we could speak, angels might not weep
She’s hope
A memory held and cherished
Our friendship
Fading and forgotten cherry embers
Can we rekindle a flame that once scorched both?
And speak, so angels joyfully weep.
