February 9, 2010

prisms of light

You hold me
Through the darkest truths
You hold me
And I am with you
Like raspberries in the snow
Or chestnuts in the spring
Nothing makes sense
No steady truth
Stranded
On the worlds smallest belief
Misguided in a sea of grays
Bare chest and flames
Yet
You hold me
And I am there

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