A purple blaze of moonlit night.
Flies fore the eyes of mind's delight.
Shining clumps, forget me not.
For I exist in hearts.
And hope in silent pain said by my pen, that someone.
Somewhere shall be mine.
Impetuous dancers on the wind.
Playing blessings on my mind.
Phantom sleeps inside my brain.
A vacancy.
My lonely soul.
An only soul.
An empty vessel.
Contents spilled.
Long since thrilled.
By the trill of chipping sparrow.
Down streets, leading nowhere much.
Fast becoming narrow.
Oblivious to wanton need.
My whole,
My self.
My being feed.
In defeat in concede.
Destination always me.
Prime location.
Always free.
(C) LIVVI