I love him in the darkness
When the differences fade away
In the dimmest of lights he shines
His voice sure but quiet
Filling the cracks we’ve sealed between us.
I hold to his presen(t)ce.
This is the one I love.
In the daylight of the mundane
The differences strike with feathers of pain
Invisible pain of staying present
The mind lost in what to do
Safety in inaction. Moments slipping by.
Who am I?
If only darkness were forever.