Consort

CONSORT

 

Within her arms I walk alone

Seeking for her always

Long trail of desolation

 

Facing ever outward

Adrift with only hope

She lies behind the veil

 

Glimpses of her come

Like stars in diversity

Within the waking dream

 

Touches of chance

Reflect upon one

In many unseen ways

 

Here she lies

There she walks

Shades of memory

 

Upon each face

I see her touch

Never wholly

 

Reflections of her

A scent, a taste

Touching hearts

 

She behind me

Yet beside me

Forever just beyond?

 

Long the separation

Lady, take my hand

Leave me not alone

 

banfiadh2009

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