There is
a light
That shines,
And
iT's meant
To guide you,
& me...

At best,
iT causes
Us to fight,
Because
we can't believe
What iT is
That
the other,
Can see...

I can't rest
If iT's too
bright,
What is iT
About the darkness,
That just
Allows me to be?...

I'd offer
My hand,
To have & to hold
with
All my might,
But at this time
My dear,
I'm not ready to leave...