Random Thoughts Amalgamated

If you only knew, I would be with you to wipe your tears away I would wrap you around my arms and never let you go I will never let any evil touch your supple skin And take the happiness from your heart. Unconditionally, I idle in the devil’s playground hoping for sweet redemption. How can an enamored soul survive the cesspool of bitterness? His hope will set him free. That a day of reckoning would unshackle your heart From the illusive tether of blindfolded infatuation He looks up to the heavens from the flames of the playground. He simulates the look of the roiling waters of the sea. In agony his body but not his soul, he seeks shelter in harmony. His mind cannot be taken away by the devil. The imperfect design of life demands such imperfect love, So he shall give it -- He deems to be true. Now is not the time to disclose this. Distant from the April breeze he shall idle until time beckons him so, Waiting for her shackles to rust away in the snow He waits in quietude, from all that is ostensible. He will wipe away the tears from her eyes when time beckons him so. Now is not yet time; he knows this to be true. But when it comes, he will replenish, revitalize and renew.