Alone

If love is true to me, 
      when the light has stopped her shining. 
             Has not forsaken me for another aligning. 

Then
When the Mountains crumble to the sendantSea. 
Be.Then.Home
      A moon resurrected. 
      A ruin from the murky deep 
            no more. Light-Housed, 
     housing Forevers' path, back. 
                     to me.Alone
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January 12, 2023 at 3:11 AM
Lovely work
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