I need you, my Love.
You’ve always been here,
Like the stars on dark nights,
Or that warm winter fire.
But a black moon has risen,
These flames are mere embers,
That dark and lonely road
Calls me forth, once more.
These memories will remain.
I’ll carry a hopeful torch,
But this road is mine,
And I must walk it alone.
My mother once cried
The day I left home,
And I’m sorry you wept
Those same somber tears.
I promise to return,
After my journey finds an end,
To build a new hearth
And stargaze in your arms.
At home in place,
And at home in heart.
Til then, this fire burns
For as long as we’re apart.
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