For a New Day
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2 min readJan 25, 2024
The night comes alone
needing light’s embrace
for a day of joy from pain
afraid faith is at an end.
Lying on a bed of Springs
with a steering heart
hungry for her midnight
eyes, like mine.
Running without her,
pounding on night’s doors,
lifting stones, alone
living true lies at cafes
where her heart hunts.