i am larger, better than i thought. i did not know i held so much goodness.
stormpiloot

I. SURRENDER


It's a light

One that's a metamorph

It's the fire of a dying candle, and it's a forest fire

Wild. Untamed.

It's a shy bedside lamp scaring away the darkness in a lonesome night,

and it's floodlight shining bright, leaving truths bare, exposed.


It's my father's sad eyes leaving its lock to mine,

Molding me into an orphan of my own making

And it's my lovers hands against my hips, electrifying my bones

As he becomes my new home


It's the moonlight bringing me comfort,

singing me to sleep with its whimsical lullaby

Cradling me

Drowning me against the tides she reigns over

Blissful as its hold on me becomes his


The light becomes nomad

Traveling to wherever he is

It travels through me as it changes shades

For the first time, I accept it Unafraid


It's his eyes

It's his fingertips brushing lightly against the hollow between my ribs

It's the smile in his bistre eyes

It's the way that it belongs to me


I watch motionless

As his touch becomes my own

As the flicker of the light from this dimlit room shines a deeper shade of red


Suddenly the room becomes all we know

The light all we could see

Nothing to tell them apart from us

posted Sunday, May 3rd with 2 notes
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