Minus Thine
Your memory like a scapular,
your vision haunts my dreams
You clothe my thoughts in joyous warmth
my lonely voice to scream…
“I live inside your shadowed love
afraid new suns will shine
“The darkness my heart yearns to keep,
all new light minus thine”
(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
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