Change

seeing with these eyes that have opened up to see the light
freeing with the mind he discovered happy again to be right
but time and again he had pinpricks to burn his conscience
sublime was her touch unerringly stable was her presence

kneeling by her side he begs a forgiveness they both desire
ceiling exists in hearts shut closed burned out by the fire
the head knows not the heart a love not ours to command
the dead inside brought to life touched by her magic wand

appealing to her better side something worth fighting for
repealing the delayed verdict on risking everything more
a cry of hope that friendship shall form aphrodite's base
a try that this change shall lead the way for better days