Losing You

Your face like an angel
Is covered in sin
And it makes my blood cold
Cause i cant see within
Your eyes that are pits
Of the blackest of blues
And it tears my heart asunder
With claws of loathing
then stitches it up
With the touch of love
from all this
My mind is left daunted and deranged
And my emotions are like a tornado across the state
Of Colarado
But from all this
i still cant stand the thought
Of losing you.

Dale innes Wylde Hughes ©