My dream was indigo blue,
tucked in longing desires,
hiding up in painful fires,
of rueful unholy untrue,
and in darkly thresholds grew.
But your light is on my dawn,
redeeming the deadly spawn,
from the oneiric world that holds,
my lone soul in gloomy folds,
and to your love it's being drawn.
© 2010 odliam.
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Author:
odliam (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: October 31st, 2010 16:57
- Category: Love
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