Stay close, my darling.
It is so dark and cold
when anything between us casts a shadow.
It is easy to get separated in the darkness—
and we both hate the cold.
Speak to me when the shadows fall
and I will whisper your name;
Then we can reach out to each other
and step into the light of each other’s arms
and the warmth of each other’s hearts.

©2010  Michael S. Davis