À la mode

Whispers of a poet's heart

Here in a slice of loves silence

Between myself and real living

Pondering where’s loves presence  


I really don’t know what it is

That draws me back right here

Time and time, and over again


I know that I wanna believe

Someone is here searching for me

With a heart much like my own


Is there a sign I’m overlooking?

Am I missing something in the air?

Had they left, impatiently waiting?


I can’t explain what I feel I know

I feel so empty and… yet so full


Poet of the Light © 2021

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