It’s Dark Inside My Imagination


It’s dark inside my imagination,
the light illuminates, how?
Slow and steady
deeply now.

Seeping through my dreams,
it’s dark inside my imagination.
I crawl on my hands and knees,
illuminating your passions,
with my applications of light.
Every crack opens wide,
to release it’s energy.

Scratching the surface of your bottomless darkness.
Seeping deeper now, into myself.

It’s dark inside my imagination,
illuminated by your application of desire.
Your light seeps through my darkest hour.

Amanda Shelton

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