in the day
I was of strength
I was of playful will
who could see no light
but the majestic sun
that I couldn’t touch

but you,
you are special.

Thou was the warmth on my face
as your wick burns
as I see you in gentle, sweeping light
swinging, dancing
you let me see the world
in a different plight
cradling in the mystic of unbound safety
with you
just you watching me

at the end
never have I seen you
as you turn the wick out
or the harsh wind calls it off
as you blend in the dark
never within reach

it was my wish for you to be there
that consumed you
it was my delight of you
that made you weep
your soul
and reach to your bottom

how do I bring you back
to your whole
when I bleed
for your flickering?

how do I bring me back
to my strength
when I just bleed?

in the day
thy majesty shall pale
in the light of the sun.

unveil this night
and never light up.

save me.
for you.