My Savior
My savior
“Help”
I holler and you don’t respond
“Please”
I beg and you don’t respond
“Why”
I ask and you don’t respond
“Answer”
I wait and you don’t respond
“Believe”
I am told and I don’t respond
-Annaliese J
Evergreens
Evergreens As we waltzed into the night I laid bare in their everlasting light They held me with a delicate tenderness that no one else could provide I drowned in their deep amber eyes, mapping the gentle image of their soul Its bright yellow glow made it look as if it could never wither Yet, there was a quiet blue that tinted the edges As I memorized every detail, I could only help but wonder O’ how could a person have been made so carefully? So beautifully, So intricately We didn’t have to say much We didn’t fill the silence Nor could we- For their ever-light had been long gone And I could no longer study their soul, nor could I lose myself in their deep amber eyes All I could do was continue to stare at the map I had memorized Holding onto the flickering image of ever-light Maybe, just maybe, my soul was starting to become tinted by that quiet blue too -Annaliese J
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