Visionless

An empty night with naught a vision
A morning with black screen to see
Why is it that she leaves me lonsome
Broken here without a single dream
I wait upon the darkened hour
Writing as I always have
And no hope here to find her
In visions which I’ve scoured
Lovely maiden of the light
Whose slender hands I’ve dreamt held mine
I will not give up seeking you
My hearts love is pure, To Aniya i’m true

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