Blind Skry

.
.
I dream of
My daughter
Gentle illusion
Softly pleasant
With her
Shimmering
Veils of
Half-truth
More beloved
Than this
Ageless vision
Which rips
Away my
Eyelids
And leaves
Me unblinking
In pain’s
Inescapable
Glare tears
The truth
Of no death
Sleepless I
Wander amongst
The burning
Stars life
A skrying song
That has
Blinded me
.
.
Bear … 11.02.2014
ⓒBearspawprint2014

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