The Omega
The Omega


She is the sun
Glistening like gold on the skin of a Native American queen
The omega
She runs deep with spirits to uplift the soul
A wanderer searching for something to behold
I see her in my dreams
She arrives glorified in a magnificent headdress
Her face splashed with warpaint sitting a top a pale white steed
Adrift in the mist of our enchanted forest
We run along the falls
Mystic wolves in a trance dance on dirty paws
Howling at the moon like two drunke
n buffoons
We are the effect of a beautiful cause
She is a Goddess incarnate
With her soul full of passion and heart a flame
She ignited a wild fire only she can tame
Something about those eyes...
Like passage ways to eternal life
My curious wish to completely lose myself inside
I believe she exists and I've begged the universe to provide
She must exist for I cannot without her
Tis only a matter of time before we rest at each others side
Alpha & Omega