White Wings 

The voice cannot carry out what it is that I feel 
I see the beauty of the white wings that fly's over me 
While I sleep for peace kissing away at dreams

The tongue and the lips that give it wings 
to my soul that sings
No one woman should every have to die in her doom
or should she die in vain of shamefulness
But to die for her glorious in love 

For even as love crowns the beauty within 
Life that we live in sin
The light of true love makes its way in 
So shall it crucify the night by the white wings 

Descend to your roots that makes the heart sing
And shake them that clinging to the earth for death 
White wings we shall be together in spring 
When the white wings of death will sing 

Poetic Lilly J. Emery(c)