Standing amidst blowing gusts of wind
I fear not to fall, my figure firm.
Tried and true- I dare not falter in such winds of flaunting flirt blown nearer by temptation's storm of greed, lust, and desire.
Unavoidable and acceptable this tease must seem,
'tis but a petty attempt to shake my dream-
my face marred by constant storming force, gives birth to a lone
tear
it fall not to earth with sadness but a mixture more potent than the holiness of Heaven.
The lone soul of a girl who completes my being, yields comforting sight to the temptation storm teeming.
Steadfast and true, I know I love you.
No matter the tornado or twister pull, my faith in us unflinching, my heart takes heed.
All mankind shall watch, as this love goes un-botched with the fusion of two soul unbreakable to lust or greed.
When the clock of life strikes midnite, and my faithful heart bled dry by old age. Ill sit beside her, though my dying eyes fail to find her now only in sight is that final gate.
I turn my head and look back on Earth knowing I will never beseech a more angelic face- taking my leave, to Heaven's Kingdom. In a life and world of cheating you, yourself alone are you defeating. To discover more happiness then all the harps of heaven playing, hear not what others are say. Stay true to what love is really about, because finding that special someone means riding the storm out
