Mortal Saviour

Texture of Sand by Sura Nualpradid courtesy of www.freedigitalphotos.net

Texture of Sand by Sura Nualpradid courtesy of http://www.freedigitalphotos.net

 

In my rush to find you
Are you standing right before me?
Will your energies yield to mine when we meet?
Will the depth of your eyes melt my armour?
Your gaze transcend our surroundings?
Lifting me from this desolate space
where day moulds to day
and the lists grow longer
Responsibilities suffocating
Aspirations contracting
Guilt and selfishness consuming
Where are you, my love?

(Written in 2012)
© mypastmademe.com 2014

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