And in Your Eyes

I know, at last, why my heart sings,
though in your prison I remain;
it’s borne aloft on Angel’s wings.

Love’s prisoner by free will’s choice
I serve my time, I don’t complain;
in custody do I rejoice—

for I know, well, that true love lies
within the freedom of my chains---
and in your heart; and in your eyes.

© copyright 2006 W.D. Neighbors



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