The Dazzling

I have not known a straightforward love
I guess I have not been fearless enough

I have not been touched
the Extraordinary

and I have not laughed
in the spotlessness of Joy

I have not felt the true warmth
the sun passing through me
and I have not lived
...converting into Great

I have not collected

The Dazzling
those flawless little fireflies
I have not yet drawn you in

But I have had dreams
They inform me that you are authentic

I wait along the Watchtower
No portions of regret

Oh for just the chance to see you there

Pleading for all these hours and years
I hold

Between your alabaster peonies
and my crimson red wet lips