in shadow realm
where angels sleep
a starless night
as grace of day
and sun is summer lies
green bereft,
upon a soul long in decay
a brighter light
of silver shine,
comes riding high
on roof of eve
as hand to give in deeper need
where longing leaves
but simple touch
of tender wing,
upon a blush
of hollow cheek
and fair is measure
written pretty
ink smeared on pastel page of hope
to see another star
in shine
yet heart in dim
must take such time,
in sweeter grace
amending blinder eye,
to brighter beam of newer smile
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and much love~ Desire~*~
