Sweeping strokes of yellow light
form my bounding flame.
A few dark hops of where my
structural components lie.
My light pours out of the glass
to brighten the night.
I watch the path before my keeper
and take away his fear.
The hardened heart is softened
when it holds me near.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Sweeping strokes of yellow light
form my bounding flame.
A few dark hops of where my
structural components lie.
My light pours out of the glass
to brighten the night.
I watch the path before my keeper
and take away his fear.
The hardened heart is softened
when it holds me near.