For one of my best friends' bday [Happy Birthday Alexa]


Patron Saint

Patron Saint

The sun rises and lavishes kisses on her sleeping face
As she slowly leaves the dreamworld that held her hand
Through the darkling cold night
Her mind clears, and the sun carries the message
It has been dying to deliver
She has won the battle
To stay alive she waged war against a mundane
existence
In a time of darkness, she lives as her own star
Her own inspiration, light and warmth
In the void of space
Abandoned, wounded, desolate, she yet remains
unchanged
Like some sculpture yet untouched by museum
Unadored by artisans seeking to capture
The light still blazing in her wide-open eyes
The war for life still goes on
Here, now I have found a patron saint
Under whom I can feel secure in placing my faith
Not in decisions, for we are all imperfect
But in style, in heartfelt adoration of her ability
To see the sunrise from anywhere she desires
To follow her whispering heart and leave her screaming
brain behind
She will get hurt, will be in pain
But it shall be worth it, and yet shall I follow her
She has mastered another year...how many more
Shall fall under her spell?







Poetry by Dominic
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Written on 2007-02-26 at 22:14

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