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The Hermit

My mind is high up somewhere today.

In these clouds maybe, too far for me to reach.

It leaves me dizzy, desirous...

I feel so sleepy.

I crave sleep,

for a deep, still pool of rest,

in the arms of love.

To feel protected and safe.

I want to be guarded like a vast treasure.

Where is my knight, the one where I see my reflection in

his armor, where I see burning eyes and burning hands that

love throughout the night...

Where's someone to always be there?

 

And I know.

Believe me, I know.

 

I should look inside myself for these things,

create my own light for this

dark place inside of me.

But I don't want to become The Hermit,

and carry this flickering lantern in the dubious storm of myself,

where there's snow and sleet and

bone shattering winds, forever to wander alone.

I want to find my puzzle piece, my chemical solution.

There must be a cure to this plague of loneliness.

Someone to be the balm that eases the pain

and whispers...

"No more, no more.

You are safe here, with me."

 

 

(c) May 21, 2013

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