I’m on the night fringes with my thoughts on patrol.
Some people in my past hauled me to a black hole.
They weren’t even human, just as black as charcoal.
Presently the dreams I see are beyond my control.
Came with burdens heavy, to dry my tears as your hidden goal.
You plucked me out and didn’t put a price tag on my soul.
You quenched my thirst from your love bowl.
Satisfied the burning in my soul.
Your fairy-like face & soul made me loose my self-control.
Hereby I stand with my heart-thief living on his parole.
You are the shining star, marked on my obscure pole.
For every hand in hand wandering thought upon as a whole.
Your divine self accepted me as I am, my wounded body & soul.