You are a sight for aching eyes, a river for my thirst
when all the world was harsh and dry, wasted by the curse
all words seem beggarly and poor then set to single grace
what could I’ve known of love before my eyes had seen your face.
my love how beautiful you are my love is everywhere you are
I know you feel the wounds of time the wondering feet of crows
but I am yours and you are mine and no one truly knows
how wonderful you are to me more lovely everyday
I pray that I will live to see you wear a crown of gray
my love how beautiful you are
Oh when you kiss me I am lost, or is it that I’m found?
my feet send roots beneath the rocks to fix me to the ground
never to float away again a captive to the tide.
No more to wonder in the wind without you by my side
my love how beautiful you are2 notes
Posted on Wednesday, 25 July
Tagged as: starvingheart