the warden of dreamsbysandyb©
you are a heartbreak river at flood tide,
a wistful storm on the high mountainside,
the sweet mystery of all tomorrows.
you’re a savage spirit that is unseen,
the straight stick I use to measure my worth,
a far lighthouse to steer my darkest sea.
paint me again with tears of your sorrow,
tattoo my skin with the art of your loss.
I am the dreamer of your memories,
I am the haunted keeper of your hurts.