I wrote a poem about you yesterday

About the light you bring to my life

For some reason

You were only a candle

Just a flic
k
  er
    in
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of light
in the dark room

This morning
As I left the land of dreams

It wasn’t dark anymore
Not in the real world

And I see the sun shining through the blinds

I was too tired to open them

But I know there is a sun out there

I’m not quite ready for the warmth

I’m ready to recognize that it is real
I think I’ll open the blinds in the morning