I
can feel your joy…
Your pain…
Your love… Your anger…
Grief and elation…
Your ecstasy and dark despair...
The empath extant in your air.
Looking deep into your soul,
Breathing your aura,
Stroking your brow,
Following in your broken shadow,
Mimicking your every move.
I am the master of perception,
Impervious to bald deception,
Harmonious to stealth compassion,
Sensitive to foil and fashion.
Sympathy, my handicraft,
Encompasses my fragile sphere,
Reaching beyond ethereal bounds
To esoteric atmosphere.
Borne on wings of gossamer
In darkened worlds that know no end,
Seeking nothing in return
I find a rare, a needed friend.
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Your pain…
Your love… Your anger…
Grief and elation…
Your ecstasy and dark despair...
The empath extant in your air.
Looking deep into your soul,
Breathing your aura,
Stroking your brow,
Following in your broken shadow,
Mimicking your every move.
I am the master of perception,
Impervious to bald deception,
Harmonious to stealth compassion,
Sensitive to foil and fashion.
Sympathy, my handicraft,
Encompasses my fragile sphere,
Reaching beyond ethereal bounds
To esoteric atmosphere.
Borne on wings of gossamer
In darkened worlds that know no end,
Seeking nothing in return
I find a rare, a needed friend.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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