Confession of Love
Ambient light flickers
and I enter the dark
a slight murmur from the other side beckons
thoughts aimlessly wander about
without any filter
without hesitancy
I confess
ruined amidst rages of jealousy
murdered moments of bliss
crimes of passion smolder
falling prey to my own weakness
love held hostage
When calmness takes
when spirits wake
when white doves flee
with minds set free
dark nights clear
as vision reappears
Absolved from an inferno of lost control
Moonbeams glow on a humbled soul
love thought to be withered
and faded away
can once more be nurtured,
be strengthened, to stay
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