There's a savage Darkness in my soul.
It makes me fear the light beyond.
The fear is burning like a coal.
The black oblivion swallows me whole.
His touch, his words, my saving grace,
I believe in my heart the feeling is love.
Yet as it beats a languid pace,
The warmth is stolen from its place.
Feather light and somewhat shy
Upon our lips, a gentle kiss.
I flutter like a butterfly.
The love in his eyes cannot lie.
Skin of silk, eyes of almond,
Laughter soft, a downy dove,
A single smile, a world of bliss.
Away the darkness he will chase.
Away the shadows he will hunt.
Garbed in steel and iron lace,
My guardian god, my saving grace.