Stranger
Deep within my hungry soul raged a tormented beast
Who yearned for freedom, wings to fly; its moaning never ceased.
In darkest hours of sullen nights as shrouded as the dead,
Tears sprang up from my fragile wounds and drowned me in my bed.
I cried out in vain.
The beast won again.
A fingertip 'pon dampened cheek roused me, one night, from dream.
Although I feared another in my world, I did not scream
But rather gazed into these eyes that drew me to a sea
Embellished with angelic song. With wings spread, I was free.
The beast made no sound.
All sorrows had drowned.
Some kind of angel was this man who freed me from torment.
My wings alighted 'pon a blissful breeze his Love had sent.
No dread, no night, could haunt me now; I'd banished Loneliness;
All thoughts of fear, sad memories, now paled beside his kiss.
Entwined within my lover's arms I no longer fear the night.
He's given me the wind; he's opened up the cage. I've taken flight.
From high above majestic oaks, the world's a lonely place.
But all the hope I'll ever need rests in my lover's face.
This Stranger crossed my path one day...
