The Love of Andrial in Prose

It is with great sorrow that I write this with the Love of Heaven in my eye, and in that sorrow I find remiss in all that is mine.  It is the glory of the sky to see the life in my eye and in my light, I find no love in the sky.  It is with sadness that I find remiss in all that I find in the Heaven of sky.  I see Angels and Demons and they describe me why, and in the sky above I see the light of dreams.  In the night, I find I miss, all of Heaven with the sky above and in that night, I find, I miss, all of Heaven with all of my soul.  It is in light that I find the light of my life.  It is in the light of the soul of wells that I find the sky and in the night I find relief.  What is mine is hers and in that life, I find the sky with all of my heart.  It is in life that I find, I miss, the sky with glory upon the miss, and in the night I find, I miss, the morning star upon my kiss.  It is real, I say, to see all with a morning twist, and in my life, I find all I need upon the morning star of a kiss with her.  It is in my dream to see I miss, the light upon shadows of all that kiss.  It is in my night that I find my dreams and in that light, I find, I miss, all that is mine in a lovers twist.  It is in the light that I find I miss, the Love of Andrial and the Love of His.

All Love to Andrial in the form of Mercy and grace be the Father of all Heaven and Time.