midway
on the midnight special to
my mind
i gaze
out at a memory landscape painted pain
and
wish this was a one way ride
but i
am like an exiled king
who
still cannot sing
of
nothing to lose
for i
want my kingdom back
it is
you that i lack
and i
want to feel the palace of your embrace
linger
in the garden of your eyes
feel
the glowing warmth from the hearth of your heart
but i
forgot a kingdom can only be won
not
purchased
that
her boundaries can only be imagined on a horizon
not
marked with cold gray walls
that
her continued presence depends on the nurturing
of
those who bathe in the beauty of her realm
not
neglected
left
to crumble
and
wait for the passing of a compassionate prince
who
sees his chance for a kingdom
in the
loneliness of her soft face
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