As my light becomes dark

I intertwine my words and vision into woven light

Sunday, March 6, 2011


My weakness shown
As my heart sits on the
Window ledge
Overlooking the morning break
The dawn birds sing their glory
Floating sprinkles of dust
Caught amongst cobwebs
I ache for your love
Like the cool breeze
That faintly wraps around me
I watch the sky turn orange
Melting into yellow
As droplets and tinges of pink
Fall through the cracks
You have my heart

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