Rock Suolid my love

She sits high...So high she can touch the sky...To fulfill their heart's desire...her attention they must acquire...But her touch burns like fire...Every day she looks down from her view..only sees only a few...She longs for someone to come...for all their pain she can numb...As each day goes by ,one by one they pass...Her words echoes in the air “if only you would trust"

He hears her calling to him...But sometimes feels like it’s just a dream...His past pulls him back every time he seems to be on track..He cries her name at night& prays for the strength to fight...He knows she will never hand herself to him on a silver tray...So “one day “he says until one day became today....Today they will cross paths...he just needs to believe in his art...Keep sharpening his craft...She is opportunity...He is Rock Soulid