Darling,
do you know what I can do
with the help of a rhyme?
Transcending awareness
of this space and time?
Running out of hours in the day
Desecration on the rise
as the Shadows rise to play.
I feel you in the air
like a smoggy fume.
I can cleanse your atmosphere
under the glowing Moon.
Come to me this time
I swear you'll see
All the dreams I have made
for us to be free.
A delicate dance
in the chaotic night
I'm reaching for you
offering Light to this blight.
my words are true
under this bright Moon
So mote it be.
We'll be home soon.
Amethyst