Fragments

Something weighs me down
Blending my spirit
With the thick viscosity of an ocean's
Depth

Something keeps my mind
Wandering
The flickering images of a dream
Reeling my heart
Day and night

The flowing light blending
Into my longings
Like a running spring
Shaping a river

And the falling stars
Dressing the night,
The vague whispers
Of the forlorn moon
Keeping me awake

Something, something
Like holding the sun close
To my core
Keeps me burning all night

Something, something
Without words
So far away like a distant star
But close, so close
Like my beating heart

© 2016

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