Lighthouse Through the Storm
you a lighthouse
standing strong
~
I but a shadow
holding on
white-capped with devotion
mo(o)rning
doesn't stand a chance
painting our tune
seduction
brushing off the moon
tides turn
then tumble
pushing through
pulling
me in towards you
a spark
burning
more, àmor
light climbing in
a blackened heart
no more
breathe
breath of a dire sea
blanketing
visions of you
thoughts of me
silhouettes
strapped upon the wall
sight unseen
~
never cease
wonders all
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