Sunday, January 11, 2015

your little light

it's
     so dark
         in
  here,
           mama.
i'm just looking
for   your   soul
          to
               shine
   through.
and there's nothing
i wouldn't do
to find that little light
you shine
                 like  
a fine
          fine
                   wine
dripping bright
                        against
my tongue.
it's a miracle
not like any other
in the stormiest weather
i can see your true light shining
and i can feel the heat.
you're my silver lining
at the end of the
darkest street
winding through
the deep of you
where no matter
what the skies reveal
 you can heal
                      the little
               light
                         in
                                me,
and i'll heal the little light
                         in
                               you.

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