Light House

Dandylion

Lighthouse

Winds change direction

enough

for me to fear the damage

done in your heart.

Spoken words mean little.

lit by a fuel, a fire, a cocktail of death.

I want

to trust your tongue again.

Myself, stranded on this rock

waiting for the lighthouse to shine

a little hope in my direction.

You are held captive

and I…

I am so alone

carrying this love for you

until you can accept it yourself.

7-9-16

 

  • Author: Dandylion (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 9th, 2016 22:52
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Tony36

    Great write



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