I find myself too often

Dreaming beneath all of night

Where my elusive Black Lotus

Walks on fringes of my heart

In the land where unfound love hides

From wolves and deceptive stars

Oh- I feel even her breaths- linger

And I- like a river wild

I burn myself just to light her way

So that trail, might be seen and followed

That she’d feel my souls glow, touch her soul

As sure as I came to be, so is she


For I have no other purpose

Than to be hers…alone


Poet of the Light © 2020


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