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Pray With Light
Surging heartache deep in eyes,
Coursing through my every touch,
Cold arrows strike for the skies,
deep blue depth smothers so much.
Flashes thrill my crimson soul,
Her face, the one of an angel.
Her love runs into a red whole,
Threatoned by man's law of reality.
One chance soars through beams,
given honest melting souls a hope.
Slowly we realize our dreams,
Hovering through the waves of hearts.
Sharing our deepest secrets,
glazed with a mutual goal,
carved deep within two poets.
This birth of true happiness lives.
Words of prayer carve my lips,
travel high on the golden wings.
His halo floats and glows and dips,
our prayer of hopes, said with light.
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Prince of True Light
A dawning glow
cuts into her soul.
It courses through
falling hearts, anew.
His trembling hand
reaches for dreamland.
A rare woman,
his princess frozen.
Sorrow filled eyes,
gaze into the skies.
Into deep blue
finding what is true.
Light, voice travels,
swirls in sweet circles.
Crimson feather,
drifts up -- floats to her.
Feather soft kiss,
carries unique bliss,
Ravelled by light,
melting her tonight.
© Copyright 2000 Kenneth Jp Drysdale