taliendo

Your heart woke me from a dream;
The brightness was contagious and
As I rose to those golden heart-strings
Singing an unforgettable melody
I wept, openly and unabashed
In this, my love for you.

My torn soul cries out,
As the wounded bird may cry;
I lie in agony and yet screech out
What is my last beautiful tune.

You have lifted my spirit;
You have saved my soul from
Those steamy dark pits in the
Hollows of this filthy mud.

For all this, I thank you

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-LIFE IS ABSURD-