it is destructive
perfecting life
it is
love hate and more love
searching for perfect
in a reality of imperfect
with intention of breaking
the imagination of reality
stepping away
from own lurking shadow
into a influenced world
to find another shadow
walking on stairs of bodies
to get to own crowned kingdom
as midst leaving print from own
shoes into hearts and minds
Then finding the road built
by our hands and finding the promise
we promised will bound us
with the "i do not's"
Now finding gold in hands
in harm, rocking
melting the hate
and melding our hearts
He's the gift
the bound to true promises
the road to real life
the way, we could never imagine
...Holding Beloved Protector...
perfecting life
it is
love hate and more love
searching for perfect
in a reality of imperfect
with intention of breaking
the imagination of reality
stepping away
from own lurking shadow
into a influenced world
to find another shadow
walking on stairs of bodies
to get to own crowned kingdom
as midst leaving print from own
shoes into hearts and minds
Then finding the road built
by our hands and finding the promise
we promised will bound us
with the "i do not's"
Now finding gold in hands
in harm, rocking
melting the hate
and melding our hearts
He's the gift
the bound to true promises
the road to real life
the way, we could never imagine
...Holding Beloved Protector...
