it is too the night
that my love, the light
tries to find me, a shadow
of the night time low.
At dawn's awakening
my time gets swinging,
till I am all bout taunt
my mind is now my haunt.
it is my prison, my warden
is the sun, my lights kin,
while my light looks for
me, to love me even more.
But the darkness in my soul
might well create a hole,
in my light's brightness
and ruin her loftiness.