Rejoice - Saga

Feeling for being caressed,
Times I get tears
Like a toy, being held possessed,
for those wonderful dears..

Save my words,
Save my soul,
Thy armful of warmth,
Thee safe goal ..

My y’days of lives,
till tomorrows of tears..
giving new meaning’s thy
companionate fears..

take the hand to see within,
your face shy, fact been..
The saga comes true,
Life leaves bodies foreseen..