Night Flights
© by Rogue Poet

When the darkened veil
we call night, falls
across my vision,
my spirit begins a journey,
My soul again takes flight.
Walking on the shores
of the well of souls, floating
alongside the life stream,
flying amongst the elevated
souls of starry skies,
I seek.
Searching out, one by one
for she who is mine,
and I am hers.

When we find each the other,
our souls a blissful match
then we as one shall know joy.

My spirit cries for you...