Bryan Altendorf

Alive in the darkness, our sparklers eagerly burn
With a bright light at the center, for all to see
From passion fueling the fierce blaze
Starting from the initial time that we met
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Falling from the skies...
Falling from my eyes…
Thunder and lightning filling up the skies
Lighting brings back memories
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Captivated by the dance of a waterfalls’ new journey, unleashed by winters clutches, cold yet surreal, but I’m still looking…
Waking up to the sounds of a campfire cracking and popping into the crisp night air, startled by the sound, yet peacefully falling back asleep, listening…
Playfully trying to inhale the first fragrant smell of a flower being released from there slumber of an early morning shower, while still thirsty for the taste for life’s simple pleasers…
Or simply being touched by the grasping hand of my newborn baby firmly attached to my little finger, unsure, unyielding, but still unwilling to let go…
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Flashing by a glimpse of craving
The hope of lovers wet with dew
Drizzling tiny droplets of longing
Steaming up their wants in a fog,
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Three Sirens fight over my darkness
Holding me bound to their needs
Set to a rhythmic beat in my chest
My heart pounds their quarrelsome fight
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She playfully dances in the crisp air
Carefree to the world around her
Cheerfully singing in the quiet night skies
Slowly, opening up her heart to love
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You are the love you seek to find
An open heart will cease to wait
Surrender brings a peace divine
Let God guide you through the gate
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Cutting, Tearing
Stuck in and never pulled out

Fighting, Crying
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Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine you’re holding me
Your chest pressed against my back
Your right hand caressing my arm
Your legs wrapped tenderly with mine
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