What light does flicker, shadows dance with grace and glitter.
Thoughts of you consume, as lightning strikes, followed by a boom.
With a ghostly stare, I tremble in despair.
My heart silently weeps, over the sea as it creeps.
Waiting on for a reply, I continue on and try.
Calling out, for you to hear your name and stake my claim.
With hope I stand before all, through this bitter nightfall.
Strike after blasting strike, parading across the sky, warlike.
If you only knew, when distance strikes, I think of you.
No need to listen, for nothing is there.
The sound of lightning and thunder heard is in my head.
Lights that twinkle in the distance, naked and bare.
So far, too far, to even care.
Speak though I might, to no avail.
Alone I am in truth, as my sadness leaves a streaming trail.
Lifting off, drifting off, I begin to wail.
My lungs collapse, pale of face and crying, knowing I am dying.
Mother Mary full of grace,
no tears in space.
Its In These Eyes, Eyes That Sweep
The days that beat,
like the sun that burns the flesh so sweet,
with rays of heat that melt
The afternoon delights
from a lonely park bench
carving a dream
The night in peace,
patching the souls grief
with a song the moon sings,
while hanging low before to weep
The sight of love,
that fills the gaps in life,
where pictures arrive,
inside the minds keep
All the hate that drags,
inside a sorrow that pulls,
when all is cast in the net of thought,
an endless night of no sleep.
The night sky black as coal,
the blue it feels rains teardrops
with millions of lonely stars,
seeing grins and reaping grim.
Lost in a world of plethora
to see, to feel, to discover
it’s in these eyes,
eyes that sweep.
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SG, thank you, I am humbled by your friendship and I adore the Wordslinger that you are.