Dwelling Place

Dwelling Place


If I could make a dwelling place

in your heart I would

but all I could find

was rain of yesterdays,


You had lost your way 

so now that dwelling place

has no roamed for love

the happiest days are long gone,


the dark hours had come

to you like a wild storm

Your name is marked in the dark 

you have a way to bring on pains

you have power of the dark side,


where love could never be 

What made you like this?

I know if anyone stands to close 

you would make a lot of smoke

I can feel the essence of your power,


but it’s not the kind I was looking for

you were once a true prince

and I was your queen

but now its all-in dreams 

things are never what they seem.


Poetic Judy Emery © 1985


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