god.

god.

A Poem by brianna vega

Oh what joy he brings me in the dead of night

In winters light

He fills me with warmth

When the days all smudge together like my eyes black with old liner

He washes them clean with the tears of healing

And the hours come fresh

And my voice bubbles forth in a song of praise as I shout his name oh lord

Im forever thankful

Though at times I forget how majestic you are

To have taken me in your arms of grace

Changing that sad dead rag of me in to this princess this beauty this model of a loving happy girl

My eyes shine light for now they are your eyes

My words come forth from your mouth

My body works for you only

All possessions I give to you

Time passes to quickly in mortal form for anything to ever truly matter except you love.

© 2010 brianna vega


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Added on October 22, 2010
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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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i need a moment with the moon no distractions or uneven tunes just silence and the silver light spilling open my moods i need a minute with the night soft caresses of cold wind in the air envelo.. more..

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