My Ears Are Open - Poem by Michael S...
I ask but one favor of you, my dear
Please think of me
Think of me when the azure sky departs from your life
Think of me when when tendrils of golden light
Curl around your eyes and hide your fear
Think of me when the gentle chords of evening's apex
Escort you into a soft dream for the night
Think of me when my words ring true
As long as they do not escape into the shadow of mal-cast light.
And think of me when the floods of fear submerge the shattered streets of your dreams
Where none can flee, and the only escape is falling from your eyes
And then you'll find the grace I always hoped you'd find
I ask but another favor of you, my love
Please remember me
Remember that i'm always at hand when yours needs something to hold
Remeber me when the glow of a thousand fires exits
and leaves you with the ashes of a broken heart
Remeber that devastation can be repaired, no matter how deep
As long as the dedicated are present
Remember me when all you have left, is a broken smile and a tattered memory
Because i'll show you the stars, and they will watch over you like I always wished I could
Just remember that the crimson dawn will be more mellow when peace rains down from those stars before the morning.
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