When my heart sings...
listen to a bleat in sacrifice of honor...
like a cross over my heart, held in praise and in promise...
hear this...
a promise to remember...
never to forget my bloodline's trace...
engraved foot-lines leading to a calling voice...
to embrace my place in the line of battle...
armored with light...
to be rid of my fright...
please, hold me tight...
when my heart sings...
I smell the deep, crimson breeze of exhiliration in an encompassing blossom of fruitfulness...
I inhale sweet waterfall's of overflowing passions of joy...
I feel the release of my accompanied fear-filled tragedies...
I submerge into the electrifying ecstacy...
the poisions of my soul are bathed in antidote's of pure love...
the shadows of me are diminished with your crowning light...
granted with humbling graces of new sight...
when my heart sings as I pray...
to singe my ears with a bright, burning light...
let me hear your wise whispers lit by moonlight...
to wash my eyes with a spectrum of gifted foresight...
let me see your unseen scripture... your unwritten literature...
to see the enchanting streams of crystal demise...
let me lend you my eyes...
they are yours to ignite...
to resonate within me your words as we walk home to the place where I belong...
take the soles of my feet...
let me walk in your ways...
to be tough...
not to stray...
when my heart sings...
my words are mezmerised tranquilities...
I have loaned abilities to transcend senseless trends...
I feel hypnotized...
words seem like unjustified entities...
to live these born dreams of sensational realities...
only you translate what seem like lost and found memories...
when my heart sings...
I feel a voice within me reign...
free from pain...
the answer is not in vein...
I feel it transpire from my skin...
I feel it strong and in my bones...
and then my heart knows...
yours is the place wherein my footprints through time begin...
because... for you, my heart sing...
