Beauty love perfection
all the treasures of my heart
were within her grasp
held in her hand as a child holds a new toy
New and exciting
we exchanged all our deepest thoughts
like a flame burns so did my heart
until anew she did find
A flickering candle on a starless night
so still my love burns for her
at each meeting the wick is cut
away but only to regrow with her thought
In the storm of my life
there is an eye to which
I've shown to only one soul
and still in that place she is kept
Apiece of gold in a pile of coal
a diamond among mere stones
and yet a snake in the grass
or a thorn of a beautiful rose
Her love is worth life
and yet she has taken it from me
if it was not meant to be
then why should happen to me
Jason Reid
