loved
By loved, 12 August, 2011

When you go to heaven
you will have wings
like an Angels

Your precious thoughts,
I shall embed,
In my softened head,
When in heaven I’m dead
And
that you think,
Beyond this world lies a heaven,
That’s my only dread
And
as a bard,
I shall be true to you,
When I’m there,
If I am,
I will introduce you too

loved