5289 Loneliness vamps my joy

When you're gone, 

Loneliness vamps my joy 

And makes me 

The emotionless zombie 

I thought I’d never 

Become again.

I want to open my arch 

To see with my own eyes 

If the waters have receded, 

To free the meek dove 

Of my hope and long for it 

To return with its beak 

Full of green branches.

I don't want any branches, 

I want the very rod of Aaron 

To flourish in the environment of my soul, 

That my roots be satisfied 

With crystalline waters.

And may the phoenix 

That flies through my skies 

Never have its wings tired 

When the day appears 

And may your company be 

At the bottom 

Of my pandora's box.