The longing again
showed up in
visceral force.
Quiet as a shadow .
Thunder through my eyes.
A story lost
worth telling .

Warm wine
in the summer market.
Sunstains and
purple shadows.
Red trellised roses
on the quick.

A galloping white horse .
A ladder over a wall
of carvings.
A bridge to a
morning duel.

Chains on the prisoners.
Locks on love asleep .
Soulless mercy ignites
the bonfires of yearning.

Homemade shutters
capture the mirrors.
A pledge to a broken god .

With loves protection lost
it’s the end of the
Starlight.