In the dark
Looking dreadfully stark
Missing the mark
In need of a spark
Hark, the herald sings
Please fix my dings
And heal the stings
Carry me on thy wings
Bring forth much love
Yearning for the dove
For the one I dream of
My dearly belove
Shove away the weak
Destroy the bleak
Foster some technique
To break the barren streak
Speak to me
Full of glee
Clean the debris
Fly so high so free
Looking dreadfully stark
Missing the mark
In need of a spark
Hark, the herald sings
Please fix my dings
And heal the stings
Carry me on thy wings
Bring forth much love
Yearning for the dove
For the one I dream of
My dearly belove
Shove away the weak
Destroy the bleak
Foster some technique
To break the barren streak
Speak to me
Full of glee
Clean the debris
Fly so high so free
2 comments:
I see hope in this, hope for a brighter future. Great read.
Passionate & beautiful*
Blessings.
Sincerely,
-Liane Schmidt.
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