Bride of Mine

Never let go of a dear wife

Bride of mine

The angels prayer cry tonight

Sadness of love forgotten by a wingless bride

That Lay motionless on the bleeding roses

smothering them down to there weekend state

So that death be forgotten to them;

Sorrowful cries of wilting pedals ablaze with hope

Sweet sensations of her dress tainted in ecstasy,

Destroyed to the most awaked of ways

disappearing slowly into the wading stream;

rusted rings lay burned in this puddle of dreams

Sinking deep into the darkness of hell;

Sorrowful joy of her freedom at last

Dear angel of mine what despair has come to you,

May your heart seek peace in a hope far away

What prayer of this dreadful day be gone

I wish to you your beauty remain for all time

My sweetest flower of my dear angelic wife;

Sore thorough brightening heavens gates

Captive as though frozen;

Pushing away from this sinful prison in with I reside

Salvation be my only hope;

Spoken words of a dreamers stare;

Warning screams rebirthing your beauty

Tilting this bridge of this embracing kiss;

Waning cries roaring throughout the freezing winds

Settling in the eyes of this flooding gaze;

Frozen in a tear that may rip this wingless bride apart

Sinking into the abyss of a woman’s bliss.

“Fragile is the love of another”

-Justin Fleischhacker-