Reflections and Shadows

Minion

Chestnut portals whisk me away

into inky black cascades

that flow through my dreams.

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Your parted light

overwhelms the dark

and pulsing colors are mine again.

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My joy begins anew

when I bear witness of it

visiting your  hallowed depths.

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No sour fallacies exist

within the essence

of your inspiring radiance.

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No trove could I revere more

than the sparkling gems of self

harbored safely within your keep.

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Neither blemish nor flaw

could taint such a delicate vision

that ever consumes them and me.

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Your gaze stalls my breath

sending me whirling for direction

rendering me a grateful captive.

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Your voice is my sweet reward

washing over me in soothing currents

until I'm addicted to drowning.

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Your  touch feels like a Divine reprieve

 the fancy of chaste wonderings

 casting out desolate sorrows.

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My beacon, pardon, light, and bliss

all this and more

you will ever be, an endless font.

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Who am I to be so blessed?

Who am I to know such grace?

Who am I, but your splendor's minion?