I'll wear you always,
etched to my skin
mythically rising from the flames
where you live to fight
You are an arrow
piercing my heart
with glowing joy,
Have you faded into another day,
only to linger with the night
where a thousand dancing dreams
kiss your brow.
I'm lost without a reason to face each day,
curtains drawn bring uncertainty
as sleeps warm emrace turns cold
inside a moon's final farewell.
Searching for answers in my teacup,
looking deep into the tarot dealers lines,
searching stars, numbers and magical runes,
maybe... I should just search your eyes.