Refuge in darkness
Comfort in black
I seek not to see
I seek to understand
I have no fear of falsehood
I have no truth to find
I am transient solace
I am the ephemeral blind...
Comfort in black
I seek not to see
I seek to understand
I have no fear of falsehood
I have no truth to find
I am transient solace
I am the ephemeral blind...
Its beautiful...try and include another stanza to give it more depth
ReplyDeletePJ King to Poet. The transformation from a unchained bachelor to a married man is complete. We'll miss you AK!
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