"BALLADRY"

Poetry
In a mixture of
Stormy grays and midnight blues
Fused to become
Lightening in a bottle

Somehow, someday, some way
We will fly 
Closing the gates
In our wake

We've already cut the losses
That built up around the base
Like Spanish moss
Leaving regrets behind
Now tangled in webs
For the spiders to feast

Poetry
Relieved us just the way
We wrote it
Was dry in deep soil
That bloomed
Into roses for you

I was one of those
Brooding artist types
Searching, and you were
A diamond in a cave
That caught the light

With you in hand
I climbed to freedom
Out of indignation
And no more iniquities

You are more
Than a possession
You are 
A sweet salvation