Haiku, One or two…(for fun of course)

I love you, trembling
We play in hopeful fantasy...
The next dawn my savior still.

Empty, lost, crashing still
Yet rising, a fiery snarl within
Real heroes never fly.

Truth, lies, in between
Through fire, her outstretched hand.
A winter's breath relieved.

Born blind to fabled certainty
Lost in mindless bruises left
Love's great fire born in me.

The fight complete, victory
My soul-raised hand, heart in kind
Love, the wings on which I fly
Silence, golden, until unspoken
Words that frame my mind
Nothing like footprints in the sand.
(Ok, not a haiku, but it just spilled out of me.)
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