This Anemic Landscape

In this anemic landscape of failed unions,
You were a welcomed storm.
A bolt re-charging ions of ambition
Incinerating volatile praries of gloom!

Now I consume ravenously, this hope!
Fueled by fertile winds of change,
Stirred by your inciteful breath that
Renders my name precious and worthy.

Oh, the admiration that thunders within!
Of your shoes to the blistered and barefooted,
Of guitars to the gifted and impoverished,
Of lakes of faith to the soul-parched!

And as this fire humbly burns to your gracious sea,
I'm reminded, in you, all that I'm meant to be.
Now come, my love, so that I may wash in your rain
And bare the tempests of passion that push our way!

(c) Esteban Luis Soto (c) 2011

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