I wrote this poem in December of 2008. I was in need of a love that healed. I needed a tangible comfort. I thought that I had written this plea for a lover. After a year and several months, I am wondering if maybe, just maybe, this was a call to the universe for my knight in shining armour. I have moments where I wonder if such a gentle man even exists. One who is strong, sensitive, kind, honest, not afraid to hurt my feelings with the truth, yet observant of how I feel what is being said. A lover who's touch can heal the wounds of the mind, body and soul and who's voice soothes the spaces in between. I am a romantic. Of course, despite all of my heartbreak, believe that such love still exists. The hard part is finding this person amidst the sea of careless, insensitive boys who call themselves men.
When I wrote this I wanted to be rescued from the turmoil of my so called life.
A Heaven Above Heaven (12-13-08)
Darling, come and rescue me now.
If ever I needed my knight in shining armour
Tonight I am begging - nay pleading - that you take the lead.
Rescue me to a land that is ours alone.
A land that no one can raid, or rape or pillage
I am raided, For my body is raped - my soul is pillaged - I can take no more.
Darling, come and rescue me now.
Lay me down in a field of wildflowers and let the scent of them ravish our senses
Make love to me for all the ages - In I in your arms shall never weep again.
Rescue me to a heaven above heaven!
A heaven that we share with only God alone in a soft golden light
For I need God's love and your arms around me - alas my broken heart will heal.
Darling, come and rescue me now.
