wounds to wings

Your enhanced peak of beauty, Cherishes my cheeks every dawn. Your gaze full of love makes me late, For every duty. My sorrows and pain are now long gone. Surrounded by Serpents, My bosom no longer bloom. The noxious beings seize my bliss, Leaving me behind with thoughts of being doomed. Now i wish for your bright light, To heal my core And fill it with might, Shower me with all the love u have to pour, And adore me in galore. My weak heart now bounces off, To witness a little glance of yours. Come over with utmost eagerness my love, Then we can craft an enchanting realm of ours.