Woman

woman

Branch of life.

A vagabond am i.

Removed in pain and anger.

Cast upon the stone.

Only to be crucified for your affection.

Without the one i love.

i am

Complete and desolate as the womb.

That fell from grace in my arms.

I pierce the darkness as a fool.

Only to be rejected,and cut,deep is this wound.

Cast me down........

down to this abyss.

Woman

Dancing on my mind.

Silhouettes of you,

staring at me.

embracing the stars,

for me to see,

cast down from the heaven.

Like rain.

Distance not relevant

Is your light, so bright.

Darkness could never hide.

Palm to desert.

May i never return.

Into, the Dante of my spirit.

For i hold the candlesticks of manta, burning bright,

fire.

that will burn bright for you, forever, a gift.

Subdued and vonarable.

I am...........

written

by

Eric L Michael s

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