look at her sins,
(the shout!)
look at her wings,
(the whisper…)
look at her ways,
(the mind.)
look at her eyes,
(the soul.)

run through centuries
to search her eyes
to save the princess
from the darkened woods.

kneel the kingdom
burn the sinners
doubt the freedom.

maybe then
I’ll know the path
to her soul,
to her eyes.

10. October 2007 by Alex
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