If my heart could hold its own
There would always be you
As this wayward body lies alone
Seeking forgiving light on its own

Absent Spring gives way to
The broken moment of sight
Piercing the unknown torment of all
Reasons mercifully hidden from me still

So I know now I am yours already
Alight on the precipice of your stars
I will succumb my vacant aspirations
Gladly walk the star fire distance to your heart
From which there will always be you.

 
© K. James Ribble