Esquire's Maudlin

The heavens errupt as my lips have found salvation in yours no earthly salvation can compare to the bliss found in an angels care my soul suffers for the sins my body has yet to commit I ask myself is this the way to heaven every twist every turn more breathtaking than the next everything I need can be found in your grasp everything I could ever want everything I could ever imagine meets the prayers that have yet to be spoken whether we dream together or in silence all I want is to be yours all I'd ever yearn is to be yours the hours that've turned into days melt against the chocolate laments of our sealed hush waiting as we've reached the horizon our eyes have destined for before our words ever met each other before our imanginations ever became each others the stars don't seem as distant as they did before merely gazing at the angels as they frolic mongst the different constallations that long to become theirs seeking the serentiny we both hope to find in the hands that have yet to become lost in each others the nights subdued to the silent cries thats turned into the tears baptized by under the moon thats shone against your eye mere butterflies thats turned to the prayers that softly lulls us to sleep again I ask myself is this the way to heaven