Being Honest

Silent, the moment speaks

in tempation it runs

quickly into the folds of desire

all at once and none at all

shadowing the light I hold beside you

into a darkness you never knew

finding peace in my insecurities

and light in my confusion

because even the sun must set

for the dawn of heaven inside.


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