Bereft

Sing little firefly

Light up that dark night sky

I need your strength tonight

I can not see with my own sight

I’m lost without your beauty

My spirit cannot find me

I’m walking the bottom of the sea

Hair flowing along behind me

I hold my breath

My hand held by death

He does not want my soul

Not when it is less than whole

He wants my dreams, wishes, hopes

Bound in gold, glittering ropes

My choice to give; my choice to take

What kind of life does that make?

When I stall within the in between,

That frozen moment, unheard, unseen

I fear to fall right or left

Either way could leave my heart bereft
Authors blurb: stuck between a rock and a hard place. He wants your body. You want his heart. Is it worth going into knowing it can’t be what you want?

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