by William Engelman

Created on: August 16, 2009   Last Updated: August 17, 2009

Sunday Morning Service


Your beauty surrounds this soul.
Floating down upon my brow,
the sensation of lasting hope.
Desecrated over a life of hope.

Refuse me your touch and I shall fall!
Together I shall love all of your body,
As each slight kiss upon your head,
shall be a memory forever upon this heart

Sweet serenity, and melancholy delight
Your voice sings amazing grace!
As we continue our simple banter
Of futures to come and futures hope.

I watch your dark hair bounce with joy
As you glide towards me from every corner-
Of this earth on the winds and the chorus
Simply sending me into tailspin ecstasy!

Such sweet bliss comes forth
And every meeting of your gaze
Oh for the love protruding
From your beads of blood glistens!

Now I must say goodbye
For time has spoke its cry
For this partnership has to end
Another road must be parted

So long sweet bliss
As I cry Goodbye
The brown pews shake and rustle
As your steps become silent.

Oh the memories I shall have
As forever we spent
In each others angelic song
Of loving one and all

As my heart continues to fight
Sorrow will not win this night
For coming and going is truly
This life of repentance and sin.

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