Damianowen Poetry (2)

come back to me and be my love
come back to me if god above
could bring some justice to the world
he'd bring me back my precious girl
the one whos beauty fills my eyes
when they are closed, and I realise
that heaven there can never be
without that woman next to me

come back to me I miss you so
come back to me and never go
where I am not right there with you
to hold you close and help you through
the desperate days and pain you feel
to bring you light and help you heal
and never be so far away
that I can't touch you every day

come back to me where you belong
come back to me this can't be wrong
and listen not to those old rules
of those ancient chauvinistic fools
they'd have you chained, your spirit lost
their sad desires bought at your cost
come back to me my precious one
our adventure has only just begun.

She's so young
She's so in tune
She's gorgeous
She's outrageous
I hope to see her soon
And love her luscious body
On a grassy strip of fore shore
And catch the eye of passers by
On a sunny afternoon

She occupies my mind
Untill sleep is hard to find
I think she's hard to handle
And how could I hold a candle
I've seen it all but love is blind
I want to take her with me
Everywhere I go
To alay all fear, keep her near
never left behind

One day I will have her
by eachothers side
She's unsure
But I adore
And as yet I haven't cried
I'll give her space
I'll give her time
It's all a blur except for her
While she has gone to hide.