Truth Is Beauty

"Truth Is Beauty..."

Truth is beauty, and beauty's truth

Just as imagination's the basis of youth

Young and vibrant she came to me

At a time when autumn and winter looked the same to me

The colors once bright turned dark to sight

Just as day's sure to give way to night

She passed not fast, and bestowed a glance

Her eyes met mine, as if by chance

A gift from God, the spark ignites

The stars they shine, like steady lights

They guide my thoughts, as they begin to race

I close my eyes, the dark outlines her face

I have fought to feel, these emotions pure

A disorder for which I seek no cure

If my love for you, will be the death of me

Girl I leave for you, what is left of me

And yes my dear we will go on

Because our love is far from gone

Although work puts me in another place

Not a day goes by that can erase

Who you are and what you've meant to me

Because I feel that we were meant to be

Girl, to your love I remain a slave

Until I lay flowers upon your grave...