I hold your soul to praise within a cage
Breath fresh air onto wings that I crave,
No need to worry over pin drops of silence!
Or days of wasted age; just let me be your sage,
A guiding page, that tells the how of your you
Yet not the why and the reasons ring true~
I do~ anything for you ~ will you have me too?
Let me lead you away from these birds of prey,
Cut you down from the highs of yesterdays skies...
I would walk a mile to see your tortured smile
and bask in the glory of your fragile existence...
Why look at me so, you are not frightened no?
