It is you in your heavenly essence And a love as pure as my own, That I can practically touch In a melodramatic film in my mind's eye Viewing, viewing until nothing is left To be seen. (He smiled at her and left me bleeding) As the lights appeared in their dramatic fashion Ever tranquil in their own religion, We watched on as his God-like presence Filled our hearts, kneeling-reeking insignificance. Marching on in a somber celebration Humming myself a little ditty For the sake of a sanity Ever so discreetly hidden, as to protect my Messiah
Reason for writing:
A guy I've been infatuated with for over a year now inspired the first half. The second half is about how incredible an experience Midnight Mass is....completely powerful--even if you're not religious
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