Faith

One of these days you’re gonna meet someone.
The man of your dreams
you’ll know he’s the one.
You’ll sit by the fire,
and talk of desire.
Then embrace as you wait for the sun.

The sun arrives,
you open your eyes.
Overwhelmed with this new kind of feeling.
Lonesome’s demise.
You spat in it’s eyes.
Darkness no longer defeating.

by Logan Rheinst

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