The Stranger

Strong and brave and fearless
portrayed by mirrored glass
With solitude my comfort
all loneliness had passed
Yet when I felt your kindness...
a fleeting time of warmth
your face remained a stranger
your heart became my thoughts
The stature and composure
I'd wielded for so long
like candles burning slowly 
that melt until they're gone
With roots unearthed beneath me
I lurk on treacherous ground
In wilderness I listen
I long to hear your sound
How does my mind deceive me...
conspire within my chest?
to seek within the stranger
the soul I'd briefly met
I ponder deep within me
and shudder from above
at the heart that knows no boundaries
and the soul that yearns to love