As It Should BeA Poem by Loewe
A kiss upon her lips
As I fall into those eyes with a center of coal Keeping me so warm as they burn down my soul I'm watching myself turn to ash in her arms Rising from myself Becoming the man I should be A promise to love her eternally burns on my wing tips A phoenix is what she has made of me Just as it should be That my rebirth was at her heart The old man has passed away A baptism in firelight Set ablaze by her eyes © 2012 Loewe |
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Added on June 7, 2012Last Updated on June 8, 2012 |

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