The sun has come
the mists have gone
we see in the distance
our long way home
I was always yours to have
you were always mine
we have loved each other
in and out of time
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
I have always loved you more
You freed your braids
gave your hair to the breeze
it hung like a hive of honey bees
I reached in the mass
for the sweet honeycomb there
Hah
God how I loved your hair
You saw me bludgened by circumstance
lost, injured, hurt by chance
I screamed to the Heavens
loudly screamed
trying to change our nightmares
into dreams
The sun has come
the mists have gonewe see in the distance
our long way home
I was yours to have
and you were always mine
we loved each other
in and out, in and out, in and out of time
Happy Easter
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I wrote this 10 years ago, and didn't post it. I see why. I am not
traumatized by religion. I have never had an experience within the church
that turned me...
6 years ago
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