Saturday, March 2, 2019

Wishing on Dandelions

For where there is light
Hope is revealed as glory
and our faith restored
Within our dreams our
hearts roam free setting fire to
insecurity...
I still dream of you,
wishing on dandelions
you will forgive me
In this heart, lost love
bleeds slowly into my soul,
wanting only peace
Frosted panes reveal
a melancholy,
brewing discontent
Chastise the pauper,
seeking those who have
Foolish games fallen
Rid the demons from
my black soul, wanting
to rest the weary
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