He touched me
And it felt
As if
The stars were dancing
Across my skin

I took my pen
I drew you out
I got you wrong
I rubbed you out
I honed my craft
I tried again
I failed with mine
And then with men
And then with landscapes
Laced with trees
Where others seemed to draw with ease
My lines were sloppy
Colors weak
Your essence greyed
Left incomplete

A fight between the day and the night
A war between the sun and the light
I am the light
You are the day
I make your day
Why don't you say?
The moon laughed and coughed
Stop abashing me
Can't you see?
Your world is lit
From head to feet
The sun screamed
Stop lying
I see you are dying
A heavy storm
In an enraged form
Filled the sky
The sun left without saying goodbye
The  moon vanished
Behind the sky
The storm shouted
Your war is nothing but a lie.