The Light

The LightIn the deep of the nightI search for the lightWandering aimlesslyWeeping so shamelesslyA part always longingThis need for belongingFor what am I Escort searchingIn this hapless lurching?This need to fulfillTake all my free willSubmissive Escort Bayan desireKeep building the fireLike a fog slowly liftingThe Bayan Escort current is shiftingThe fires are burningThe waves begin churningColors aplentyThe fire has manyThe waves a deep hueOf the most wanton blueThe mixture collidesAs the Master guidesAnd suddenly I findIt?s unwritten but signedA chance surely takenBut a new trust awakenedKneeling is right For I have now found the light.