Hi my sweet. And Elizabeth, I think she is the most beautiful person in the whole world. Im not a poet, or even very poetic. This is what she means to me.
No light, only sound, from outside there is,
Once innocent and loving, long ago as a kid.
Through pain and the hurt, that was my life,
Brick by Brick, piece by piece, to protect me inside.
Rigid and stone, this hard surface shell,
As a man I now realize I'm trapped in this hell.
For me there was no way, I could see to get out,
Then an Angel appeared, through the walls she would shout,
“My friend I do care, please trust in my love,
I swear Ill protect you, from heaven above”.
In my disbelief, I prayed she was true,
I'm tortured! I'm trapped! Lord, I beg you!
When I heard her voice, she spoke to my soul,
Past the armor surrounding, far down in this hole.
But as I looked up, this Angel walked through ,
the walls had no meaning, and to me this was new.
Magnificent beauty, her soul was a flame,
And at that very moment, my life had then changed.
After knowing her long, she began to teach me,
I could walk through the walls, to escape easily.
Her trust and her kindness, are always there,
She's loving and caring, but I know she is scared.
She still leads me out, we talk, and spend time,
But as soon as it ends, the shell's again mine.
I know to the world, my shell is immense
But to my sweet Angel, the brick walls now a fence.
Then she built a gate, that's straight to my heart,
So there'd be no walls, to keep us apart.
But I keep those same walls, my once hidden place,
To share with my Angel, so she can feel safe.
I try to always tell her, that I will be there,
To rescue and help her, and that I truly care.
This Angel God gave me, I thank everyday,
I don't always say it, But I do when I pray.
The real me inside, that's freed from this hell
Loves his friend, and his darling, this beautiful Angel.
[This message has been edited by ERIC2 (edited 09-06-99).]