When you meet
The one
Made out of it;
The universes gift.

With
A mouth
That,

Once opened,
Illuminates your battered
Heart,
Stay.

Darling,
The one made out
Of star stuff:
I need your light.
I've been blind
For

Far too long.

Enough of the shame
Of my own shadow.
Engulf
Me
In your light.

In the same way
Those tired,
Beaten,
Battered men
That returned from

The mouth

Of Poseidon
Come home,

Kiss their wives,
And know that,
In that moment,

They need their lovers
For the darkest of nights;

I need your light.

Obliterate my body.
Absorb me tonight.
Darling,

I need your light.