Monday, March 29, 2010

Psalms of the Begotten ||

Sunshine; warm light,
bathe my pain in the dark times.
Soft shine; in due bright,
we'll lay and watch the planes fly by.
It's these times, where my heart races,
breathing ragged and strained;
where I look to you to be the sight in my eyes.

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