-Hopeful-

I wish I could base my world off of
Hopeful lights in my directions.
Then it would all be clear for my heart and for my brain
As I think with love in the soul.
His destination is imperfectly visible
For the light can never shine completely upon it.
Unlike the moon, it doesn’t glow
It’s almost something you have to touch.
My heart of delicate rose petals slowly bloom
Towards the light that has brought hope like the necessities
Of water and the breath of another.
In some form of joyous warmth
I spread to thee
A million reasons to be hopeful
I’ve survived until spring.
Now my only special request from my owner
The one who feeds me in my wake,
Is to find the bee, the bug that will spread
The good fortune brought unto me from the hopeful light.
As if the light is the blessing for every creature.
But this love of mine in which I am to find
Is something a long search entails
May it be an amazing feat
To see him again
In his majestic being and flowering wisdom
Overflowing into the very depths of my heart
Into the stigma of desperation and temptation
Into an eternal happiness that only the hopeful lights could have provided.

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