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CastorPolydeuces Nov 2016
Give me hope and home
a place to call my own
a cliche that is only mine
a brief escape from endless time

I can't stand your world nor
can I hold my clumsy limbs
upright on its surface.
drunk as usual, critiques welcome.
Mark Steigerwald Jan 2015
Let love be my companion,
when I walk through the storm.

Let love guide my heart
though broken and torn.

May I walk upright
and never stoop.

Let compassion
fill my being.

Mercy,
my soul.

Kindness,
my passion.

Peace,
my desire.

When tempest rage
when shadows come,
let love be my guide.

When words are harsh
and eyes pierce like daggers,
let love be my strength.

When swords are drawn
and arrows fly,
let love by my shield.

When hate corrupts
and sorrow abounds,
let love be my courage.

Through storm
through fire,
let love be my champion.

— The End —