You are the light
That spears my heart,
You were there
From the very start.
If I am the guiding star,
Let me find you,
Wherever you are.
In the depths of
This glistening night
You stand firmly at my left,
But it is right.
My fire is the blade
Of your lance,
And you are the
Burning, yearning
Light of my soul.
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 12:50 AM UTC
You are the light
That spears my heart,
You were there
From the very start.
If I am the guiding star,
Let me find you,
Wherever you are.
In the depths of
This glistening night
You stand firmly at my left,
But it is right.
My fire is the blade
Of your lance,
And you are the
Burning, yearning
Light of my soul.
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