Love

Mar 12, 2008 - 04:27 AM PST

Her name is like an angel's horn
Anticipation makes the heavens torn
In efforts to see an immaculate face
On her front anger shows no trace

Love for her is no rare find
Causing us to lose our minds
We're crazy with faith, eternal affection
Wanting all of her attention

Is it wrong for me to love her
Avoiding all the common thunder
Looking hopefull in eyes of defeat
I'll love her always, there's no retreat