Week Need Of Pink Balloon By Gio Masserati Poem by Gio Masserati

Week Need of Pink Balloon

Weak Knees
so weak I can not stand
turbulent blood
trickling up and down my legs
I have lost all balance
what plan can be so Grand?
to scare me to my knees?

I need to walk
I'll walk with Thee
to find what scares my body
to know loves here
yet, there away
but, very near
blows my heart away

like a pink baloon

come back to me
so I can stand
and face my holy fears
I need your help to shelter me
and probably wipe my tears

I'm melting in your arms of love
can't hold myself together

my room is filled with angelic beings
swarming my entire ceiling
with showers of white glitter
I wake up in the middle
and wonder what they're doing
as far as eye can see
they're filling me with love and peace
tranquility
and a side of strength and wisdom

now if I interupt these bright
white lights
they keep going about their business

I take it in and feel your warmth
so love the way I'm cherished
you tenderly kiss my cheek
and me
and whisper heart's own language
I sleep with you
air hugs so real
and feel you lay here with me
but when I wake
all open eyed
I look for your indention
I thought for sure
you were really here
to ease my anxious tension
come back heart
pink baloon