LIGHTHOUSE

In these spiral web of stairs
A smoky stare interwoven me

Scent of a buried relic lingers
Leads me to a hypnotic shivers

A lost love crypted in these walls
Every corner let out a cresendo cries
Your touch chase me through the halls
Curiosity intertwined me with white lies

Ink of emotions to refill and cope
Joy snickers around with me
Walking in a fire of ropes
Anger loves and let go to be free

I see you above
shining gloriously like a dove

Oh I love to turn back
To engrave scars in my heart
Sadness fulfill tears and I track
A faded memory, A wonderful work of art

- A Lighthouse

*2/20/24