Savior
Savior My brown skin, Oh how your dreams, love, and acceptance toasted my skin, like the sun in a heated battle. In my darkest hour the contours of your body, like a map lead me to rest when I was so tired of this fight; This endless fight to bring love into a wrestles world. I look away from the screams and bloodshed to refresh my soul with your body. Your beauty marks each island on your skin that take me to the heavens. Your peaks were so high they left me breathless and thirsty for a drink so I could reach such heights. So I traveled your dark forests for great distances to find the river, the one that gave me life. Your currents blinded me, I returned to fetal state and rested deep in your soul. You're my patience and love sublime. Your my food. You are my Savior; My breath in the darkest night. No step that I've taken toward you will I regret in all my life. Without you all wars are lost, all peace forgotten, all children drown without a new song. The young twins can run again, they're found that joy abounds, they're curly hair like dark wheat bounces once more in the wind. Again they giggle and play they remembered the rules of their game. And they breath again. Pink lilies fill the planes. I loose my breath once more and I stare. Against divine counsel I stare, and loose my breath once more. But my Savior is there. She's there, my Goddess. Your eyes restore my voice and I give the hopeless man the song he must play to win his war. He feels hope again. Then even death is replaced with a breath that feeds all. We open our eyes to a new day. And I thank my Savior once again. Written on a dreadful night. Inspired by a Goddess.