Haruka Toku Ni

God's Wife

We all hear the stories,

Of a man whom knows all

And is the key to life itself.

But I wonder if this man had a wife,

In which he could cherish in his arms.

Did he sought to exclude his heart?

Did he see what no one else has saw?

In the hearts of children whom are adults?

Did he ever touch the lips of honey and lavender?

Maybe once he has,

Maybe many,

But I'm sure his dream was of a woman,

Who would be made of a sinful wine,

Yet have the taste of an angel's feather.

Her face would bleed many bouquets,

Surrounded by mountains made of chocolate.

Her eyes would be of a lion,

The fire would corrupt lies,

And value truth.

If he's up there now,

I hope he's happy.

With the many soul's who've made it,

I'm sure he's never lonely.

Maybe because,

He has sought more than just one person.

Maybe his love is like a perfect wife

Who will forever be surrounded by ten thousand arms.