The pent up love

All this love in me
Waiting to touch the one
All this love in me
Waiting to be given

Like the strings of the guitar
Each note keeping me alive
Like the drops of the rain
Each drop reminding me of grace

I wait and I wait
Till I cease to breathe
Till the world ceases to exist

To give my sense
To give my conscience

To live a life of romance
To lead a life of sacrifice

—Archangel