By Mark A. Leon

When the walls come down and the smoke clears, you will have my heart
On the other side, I’ll wait with open arms

Fall into me
Let gravity take hold and the fear wash away

When the walls come down, I’ll be by your side

Dreaming away the pain

Together, under the moonlight on the empty streets of Paris, just you and I
A kiss under the stars
A poem on the Siene
A leap from the Tower

In your black lace dress, a vision of beauty
Hair as dark as the night
Eyes inviting the warmth of an eternal caress
That glow that lights the city of love

I’ll be waiting when your walls come down

A kindness you possess
Porcelain skin so timeless
A love you seek in a world cleverly haunted by misguided tendencies

In the sand, I write your name
Oh Kyla, dear Kyla
Until the warm ocean current ushers it to a journey of wonder with endless possibilities

In the sky, your name in the clouds
For all the world to see
An angel is bestowed and she shall be named Kyla

A new story to be told
A new path to be sought
A new bed to lay your weary body

Rest now.  Rest your eyes and dream away the nightmares
In my arms, you will be
Safe, together

When the wall come down
I’ll be there for you