In my heart <br />flickers a fire of rage <br />in my soul <br />stands an empty cage; <br />undress <br />your cloak of pretence <br />there's no turning back now - <br />now <br />that the passion <br />is so high. <br />For the first time <br />our eyes <br />have been opened <br />to new truths, <br />so clothe me <br />with love <br />life <br />wings to fly <br />to spread my joy. <br />How - <br />how could we have <br />let our hearts <br />drift <br />so far <br />into the sea of love <br />when our hands <br />don't behold <br />the paddles. <br />Mystified <br />by the drift of sails <br />our hands <br />behold <br />each others hearts.<br /><br />Giselle Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-truths/
