Citadel
by
Amethyst

in black-and-silver night
you whisper incantations
to bring me back in dreams

my image by your pillow
is a tear dissolving you
like spring snow

you search for me in moonlight
in backlit fountains
sprayed against the stars

If I could tell you
if I could hold you now
I'd show you I reside
in your deep eyes
in your covert heart
that hesitates to know

that you must be content
with your place upon the earth
win back your stolen soul
be who you were
when the first nova spoke your name

that you must let in mist
and sun and possibilities
follow the path with your true heart
only your true heart

I am not far
I reside forever in your eyes
safe in the moonlit citadel
of your eyes