My Sydney

My Sydney,
From here to eternity,
You are my savior, my sanctity. 
When my soul was shadowed
You were rendered hallowed.
Lending me strength to fight
By being my beacon, my guiding light
Within my inner battle so stark,
One abysmally abhorrent and dismally dark.

Silhouetted in your shining radiance, 
You beautifully beckoned my presence
With your mere auras essence.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Lamoureux Avatar
July 24, 2013 at 7:14 AM
My Sidney is named Mary. The right woman makes a world of difference.
Eggins Avatar
March 31, 2013 at 11:07 PM
Hi Casey A lovely poem full of hope, is Sydney a person or a city it could be either I come from Australia so your title caught my eye love Jayne
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April 1, 2013 at 12:23 AM
Sydney is my fiancée. I dabble in poetry a little bit and she’s always wanted me to write one for her, so here it is. Personally, the poem wasn’t intended to be full of hope but to convey the notion of restored hope where it was once lost; which she, in all actuality, has done.
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