Literature
PILOT LIGHTS, IN THE DISTANCE
Through the eye a needle
Poison, rains down
Colors run to fall
Lost, in between the lines
Wings of flight, of
plight and fancy
Falling over
Tripping up
High above
A halo and an aura
in full flight
The angels cry
And a simple kind
of plan
Of a love song and letter
Written as a psalm
A loss without God
The crucibles and the
crossing over
On the rise of the new moon
In the still of night
Burning bright
Howling winds
Staring out through
the glaring lights
Out the corner
of my eye
In the streetlights
Bedazzled
Dazzling heights
Broken and down
trodden
Tears of pain
A heated blade
The brave
Burnt of holes
and cinders of sin
An unknown tragedy
yet to be hold
Into my arms
Without cure
or cause
Addicted to your
beating heart
Stowed away in a dream
The dreamers eye
Diamonds in the sky
An eye for an eye
The faithful and gospel
The willing and the calling
Igniting suns
of the abyss
The dead of night
Beckons of a lonely
heart
Gun powders
Firecrackers
Lanterns of
