I live in
hope,
awaiting
my phoenix,
to rise
like the sun,
to cross
my path,
bringing
flood of
emotions,
mysterious
as myth,
deep and
expansive,
watching
as it graces
its sacredness
and purity
like the beauty
of the night,
for if
my breathe
be taken
and heart
stops beating,
it must be
before her,
so I don’t
have to part
ever again.
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