Sightless Seeker
I reach for you in this darkness and find you gone,
Budless bloom of a forsaken thorn,
Nectarine of my life, song of my night,
Conjure thyself once more to bless my singed sight,
Search me now and see my grief,
In you lieth my only relief,
Water my withered roots and sire another tree,
Entangle thyself deep inside of me.
Copyright © Sarah Ramharrack | Year Posted 2013
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