Broken Wings Poem by ben siemsen

baby i dont understand why
we cant just hold on
to each others hands
this time will be the last
i fear unless i make it all
so clear
i need you so

take these broken wings and
learn to fly again
and learn to live so free
and when we hear the
voices sing
the book of love will open up
and let us in

baby i think tonight
we can take wat
was wrong and make
it right
i need you so
baby its all i know
that your halk of the flesh
andblood makes me whole
and i need you so