Though Unseen, Her Soul is Lucid
by Opaline Poet
And soft, like thoughts
on snowy evenings.
The amber fire inside of her
warms me.
She is filled with sympathy;
cries out when injustice
sets fire to the world.
She's a subtle understanding,
like Braille across the enigma
of wounds in the heart.
And though unseen, her soul is lucid.
A poetic ideal
I've always wished
to become.
And bright, like clouds
on snowy evenings.
The amber light inside of her
calms me.
She is filled with symphony;
sings out when justice
takes hold in the world.
She's my one true understanding.
A quiet hand reaching for mine
when my head is low, when I need love…
On a snowy evening.
In the amber glow.
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