Patience
(poems go here) Distinctly I remember her eyes.
They hold no envy for the Colorado sunrise.
However,
They scan for insecurity,
Disembarking on a journey for the fear in me.
Upon arriving at the end of the road,
Her personality set in; a heavier load.
Quite impossible to comprehend,
But a simple smile refuses the end.
I took a hold of her gentle hand,
Simply closed my eyes to verify the land,
And now look where I am,
Stuck in between of what is love and what is man,
But wait,
The manifestation of her eyes depicted a story,
One that could be told with infinite fame and glory,
But will remain silent,
For her soul knows no violence.
So she waits,
And I ride.
My Armour shining in the sky.
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