Past the Mask and Within by PhoenixoftheOpera, literature
Literature
Past the Mask and Within
Somewhere lurking in my darkest dreams
His spririt walks the earth;
An angel with no wings.
His soul can light the day
Yet his intentions are still bold.
When I look into his eyes
I see pain and a broken heart.
Though I know he means no harm
Do I have the courage to trust?
For what shall become of me then?
Beyond the midnight's fog of my mind
I hear his voice; soft as velvet.
He haunts me with his presence,
Turning me to temptatious fantasies
Past the point of no return.
But, his touch is so gentle
How could I refuse?
He cradles my heart in his hands
For his love is neverending
Once you have seen past the mask
And within.