Apostrophe to F
I saw you as white light
striking through the ether,
blazing a trail of memories
in its wake.
I considered you a good omen
driving away bad luck,
protecting the paths that
lead to you.
I knew you then as my savior
washing away the doldrums,
feeding and lending succor
to my heart.
I imagine you as my deliverer
taking away all my pains,
freeing me from the shackles of
my nightmares.
I dream of you
in heavenly settings,
in earthly scenes,
in every nook and cranny
of my consciousness.
You, white light, good omen, savior, deliverer.
You, my fair angel.
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