I wrote of desert stones many months ago
and I lost my pen to the paper and
sacrificed my ink to the moon

Written with blood, this writ
sings of my dedications and
poems penned with names in mind

Unmeasurable love and adoration
beyond simple words, I feel more than my
body can handle

So please, stay here, and never
leave me to the night, for you are
my light and I am your shadow

I am too fearful to return to that
which birthed me