A wish is set to perish, but never die
And like embers, days and nights
With a breath are made bright
No faster than breathing, yet still they fly
Or fleeting than a sigh
For a wish to be, it creeps from sight
Like shadows after light
To where you could not scry
Oh Luci, of guileless eyes, this umber shade
Take me, take me wishing with you
Where firelight catches your smile wry
Such that it may never from my vision fade
And casts it upon some deep well of azure blue
And lifts our dreams up to the sky
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 12th, 2017 22:49
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