I listen to the breeze whisper a curse.

The blackest of night’s shrouds covered it’s verse.

Insipid the words that worked their way in.

Dragging me down o’er dark vales of sin.

Oh how I needed a friend tonight.

A friend to guide me to the light.

And there you were my friend indeed.

There you were to bind wounds that bleed.

Shining as my beacon calling me back.

Your beauty, your love, made pain retract.

Thankyou my love I owe you my heart.

My light, my saviour, when all seemed too hard.