My lone steps

Tread on the path so dark,

Through the murk;

The silence wails

As I walk;

Wrapped in bruises

The colour of the night, 

No hand to hold,

No light to guide.

Suddenly I see a silver beam;

Its embrace, so warm,

So true,

So mine;

It shines upon

My soul, so lone.

I bathe

In its incandescent love;

So pure,

So real,

Ethereal;

It seems

Like eternity,

As we dance

To the rhythm,

Of love,

Of mirth,

Of life;

And then;

A gust of wind

Wild,

Fierce;

Its toxic breath

Kills the silver light,

Douses the flames

Of love;

I wake up from my dream

Into my darkness;

My darkness

So real,

So mine.