The light in your eyes is always on.
I look for it now,
my lighthouse,
steering me safely
through
sleepless seas
of turbulent thoughts,
keeping me far
from a jagged shore
of biting remarks,
a sheer awe-struck cliff
of confusion.
But my bark is but
a pebble,
in the tub of
love’s deep sea,
and you will pass your light
quickly,
covering then shadowing me.
As if a bobbing cork
held hard underwater,
I’ll be expected to break free.
So, I hold my breath
waiting for your light’s return.
Believing is enough
to keep me floating
into tomorrow’s light.
“There will be nights —that go on forever, like you’re long lost at sea never to be found.”
Posted for Open Link LIVE #284 @ dVerse Poets Pub
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