Sunday, January 03, 2010

Dear Beloved

Dear Beloved,
My arms are cold and I miss your embrace.
I cannot rest without you.
I cannot rise without you.
All is darkness until you return.
Your light is too far ahead;
I am lost.
Please make your flame brighter
to guide this one home.
I am rigid and confused,
and you are my only hope.
Please come.

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