My Soul, My Spirit

My Soul, My Spirit.



I dreamt of a brightly, clear, blue sky
It was here, my soul, my spirit would fly
Watching over my love's own self
Making sure he was plenty in his health

'Tis was here, I felt complete, even a new
Yet I could never be with him, this I knew
Never had I before wanted anything more
Than to watch over him, his happiness I made sure

But one day I saw a tear from him fall
It burned into my spirit, my soul
He cried out for a lover
He wanted me with him and no other

Yet I thought I was with him; I had all along
And my heart spoke how I was wrong
I prayed he'd catch me, my spirit, my soul
When for him I started to fall

I passed through the dark thundering skies
Into his arms and angelic eyes
Now watching over my lover my own self
It was in love we were plenty, in wealth


Thanks 4 reading- Anna Daniel
October 22nd 2004