Hearts broke open, fonnen fixation
upon a midnight moon...
Gnawing voids of lovers' loss
Sorrowfully play in tune....
Beacons flashing 'return thy soul'
'No other of Earth doth swoon.'
A multitude of unquenchable thirsts
harmonized...'I beg of thee, soon'...
Very good
I hope you don't mind this came to mind as I read your wonderful words.
Come calling on fated wing
lifting anguished tear
sauntering rhythmic promises
untolod truths for my ear
savoring simmering voiceless
quench with fires rising tide
delving deeper
tomorrow lighting the way