Across the Dark
I chased the lightning across the dark
felt the thunder where the demons are parked
stood in the rain to let it cleanse
saw my soul through a crystalline lens
I rung out the drops but still stood wet
couldn't put it aside or ever forget
it's buried too deep and the cleanse isn't pure
no matter how many storms I endure
the morning comes and the sun shines hot
did you ever love me or did you not?
my spirit stays damp and will never dry out
when I think its gone...new thoughts sprout
I climbed the mountain and shout the words
they echo scaring the animals that heard
I stare at the valley stretched below
remembering more than you'll ever know
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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