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The Missing

Contributed by ebonystiletto on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 04:57:19 PM in AEST
Topic: FriendshipPoetry

My ears have longed to hear the voice
Of lifting songbirds wings,
And soothing voices lulled to sleep
By the ballad my star sings.

Fooled by distant mirrors, such as
The desert’s seductive mirage.
These liquid faiths
These rusted dreams
Reflected in a collage.

Within your heart I find a light
That calms my voice serene.
Even in the dead of night
I clutch my crumpled dream.

So long I’ve awaited your hand
But I had never reached.
Though you’re right across the bridge,
That chasm I haven’t breached.

Sometimes I look to your picture:
A sip of momentary grace.
This tainted heart
This painted calm
Alone in my cherished place.

Your face is fading from my sight.
My voice sings new lament.
Shadows passing by my light,
My heart is not content.

My view is shaded by skies unblue-
Standing on hallowed ground,
The wind is dancing in my hair,
But you cannot be found.

Reflected in a mirror-broke,
These dreary thoughts wrought falsely nigh.
These harkened sighs
These broken seams
Your voice sounding through the sky.

Air thick, laden with your whispers
Strung on a thread of dew,
Laced in a dusted veil of mine
Garnished now and made anew.

The sky alight with fire on high
Atop this burnished rise,
Reflected by the golden dawn
Were set your flame-kissed eyes.

A chunk torn from your existence
Will be set into its space,
And that splinter in your mind
Will be quite hard to erase.

Copyright Â© ebonystiletto ... [ 2004-05-10 16:57:19]
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Re: The Missing (User Rating: 1 )
by burdened on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 05:06:07 PM AEST
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very beautifully.
touching to the very end.

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