Dancing like Amber

I cannot recall
When the heart began its fall

It does matter
The rings of this latter

Right or wrong
Plays in me a heavy song

Dancing like amber
On glass stems burning like candles

A feeling caught
Here in the center of all I ever sought

It seems simple
Just light the stem of loves temple

But it is a ghost
Not far beyond approach

Yet judgement
Is taken and not sent

Speak on
In whispers and sweet tones

And if I end
I hope I did not offend

Because this love
Pure rain falling down from above

Has saved me
Has freed me
Has given me
A reason to go
On