-Dedicated to Ma, Babu and the relentless
Dearest of my fickle heart,
I know you'd bend time
If you could
I know you'd break the world
If it would
Make me a bit happier.
Dearest of my troubled soul,
I wish I could give you
The light you deserve-
I wish I had more than this
Unsteady glow
Of volatile gases
Full of potential
Empty of promises.
Dearest of my uncertain life,
This world is rife
With people like you and me
Reaching across
Light-years for each other
Only meeting in dreams
And other places
We do not understand.
Dearest of my beating heart,
Hold me tender
In your tired mind
And I'll make us
A quiet fire
That won't burn us
While we're sleeping.
Someday,
We will find a shore
Where we can
Dance with our shadows.
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Shadow Dance by Girasole Sonoma https://www.pinterest.com/pin/405675878939135413/ |
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