Open Poetry #49 |
I beseech thee |
Angela Hauser Junior Member Posts 17 |
I come before you, empty, broken Nothing but a shell I beg your indulgence in the darkness Relief from this living hell You give me meaning, a goal to reach You mend my broken wings To soar amongst the stars at night You cause my soul to sing Let me love you before all others To worship you as I may To give me purpose in this life Guide me on my way This journey is a solitary one I expect to die alone But with your kind and loving hand We could rewrite this dusty tome Join me on this this righteous path Be my fallen star My morning light, most beautiful friend To become "I am" instead of "we are" |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
I enjoyed...james |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
lovely words, enjoyed your feelings yann |
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