Starry Eyed
In A Daze
No Longer
Held
By This Spun
Web Of Captivity
Or Corruption
The Way
I Think
Of His Touch
Leaves Me
In An Eruption
Piercing
Moments
Of Ebony’s Love
And His Compassion
How He Helds
Me At Night
And Fills
My Head
With Dreams
And Futuristic Desires
The Feeling
I Get
When He
And I
Are Wrapped
In Each Other’s
Conversation
Whether Its
Meaningless
Or Meaningful
My Soul
Becomes Overjoyed
When I Know
That He’s Around Me
It’s
His Presence
Or His Self- Being
My Angel
That Came
From Heaven
And Has
Learned Patience
Whenever I Give
Him Hell
He Is
The Definition
Of Love