For a Time
I dreamed for a time,
as I walked with you,
that I was an ascendant being.
Now that you have left me,
am I doomed to wake?
Either
you were a guide to my lost soul,
leading me from the sewer and swamp,
reminding a confused heart
that I too could glow.
Or
you rained light down upon me,
such that I confused
immersion
with
absorption,
radiant warmth for internal glow.
So
wait a moment, dear, while
I catch up, deferring
the question, while
I bask in you.
Copyright © Chris Fortin | Year Posted 2015
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