Oh, dearest unfound summit
That does call to me, silently
Here- snow has begun to fall
With an accompanying sunset
Only to rise and search for rest
Beyond yet another of horizons
As such is found in a lover’s heart
The fire merely fades into ember
Slow and yet ever changing, burns
Ever present, as is this moment
The chill is most obvious of all
Like ghostly whispers on my skin
Erupting into many of thoughts
I’m truly unsure- this will find you
But here- in this moment I write
From the purest of my own heart
Where even the cruel world itself
Has never touched, nor harmed
Though the outer layers are scarred
No changed of what remains truth
In each beat still bequeathed me
They serve as my companions
To search by a divine purpose
That one missed person- to love
That time may have unwittingly
Held back from my own hands
From my most eager fingertips
I appropriately write with now
Know in each faithful beat left
I’m of the mindset that you live
Within my universe but unseen
Like beauty in a flower or painting
Hidden like an unknown treasure
Just outside my fringes of grasp
And I feel your presence nightly
There- in those illustrious dreams
Where your unique voice speaks
In a language known exclusively
To only me, my body, and my soul
That joyfully breaks tears loose
And somehow, I can understand
Everything your meant to bring
To all- I am, and to all I’ll ever be
I can sense queerly but peacefully
As if, you’re being sent to bring
To deliver a full lifetime of pure love
Within as little as one…complete kiss
Poet of the Light © 2018
Beautiful. Painful.
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