the sun rise that is
found in
the opening of your green eyes
you light up the city
wherever you go
and harnessed the lightning
I'm certain you're
the origin
of electricity
the sun-lit prince of winter
presciently wise on the day
of your birth
the thorns in my heart
have become little splinters
how you've seeded the flowered-fields
with golden lions with your voice,
songs and words
your music rises like seedlings
and gathers on the wind
beneath an adoring watchful moon
I'd travel through time
saddling a tesserect
so I could find my way
back to each renewed version of you
your voice brings a flutter
with a park
you're the lark
giving wings to my earth-bound heart
I've mended myself
in my broken places
I've been reclaimed
to my utter amazement
finding a welcoming
in the wilderness that's you......
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