3 December 2012
I smile where a smile heals the soul,
Nothing makes sense when you aren't around to break my fall,
A Love more precious than gold,
One I hold close, like a broken heart consoled,
It never lasts am told, but it is the only thing that keeps me warm whenever I'm cold,
A gentle whisper and my arms unfold,
I Unleash anger that scolds, but yet my flames are blown,
Only to stir what ever secrets untold,
Ow! Ye my soul, I sold, give it back, may it forever remain in my hold.
My Soul • Opuss № I