It was the light show of the heavens
Grazing the atmosphere,
Like fairies skimming on a pond,
"Then the light faded"
But something was wrong
Shadows moved upon there own
No longer were they prisoners
The light had brought Darkness
Upon us all,
They were like trap doors
For what ever fell in to the shadows grasp
Was gone
Flesh,
Bone,
Cloth,
All consumed
As if fallen in to a black hole
Street lights were a place
For ladies of the night
But people crowded around
Where ever light shone
Illuminated
Bright,
Florescent,  
The shadows would dare not go,
Those on the rim were easy pray
For a wrong step
And in to the night screaming
Then silence
Never to be seen again
But shadows get in to places where
light Is needed
But a shadow print
Placed over metal then it was gone away,
So the lights flickered
On,
&
Off,
With each flicker
The crowd thinned
Screams then a soundless nothing
The emergency light glowed on
Like an angel keeping those below from harm
But the light was dimmer than before
Many were lost as time went by
But the sunrise was ticking closer by
As dawn broke upon the world,
The ghouls of shadow
Screamed as in Pain,
The light corrupted the darkness
It was ****** in to its on abyss
Then nothing,
What was once inanimate
Then full of darkened life
Consumed the world in black
Was once again upon the foot,
The light of the heavens
Had opened a gap
Where living darkness crept upon the ground
Corrupted shadows
Gave them life,
But now light had brought there demise
Life will never be the same
When light turns darkness alive.

Staring at the world
My place of peace and my love
She looks, sly, at me
Bright twinkles in her her eyes
She'll turn her pretty face
And say, 'stop looking at my ***'
Then, a little happy laugh
And, she'll dance along her way

See my soul
Look through
My eyes, see
Depth and love
Being my arms
Wrapped around
Warm yourself
By the fires
Beating my breast
Playing music
A soundtrack
To our every
Moment, falling
Into each other
Again, in love
Tangled, twine
A knot, tied
Never to be
Unfound
Look to me
As I
Look to you
And our
Hands touch
Lips kiss
Eyes meet
And are
Never
Alone

Blackened* water stains run down
Stoney* gowns, a sentinel of the grave
Angel cries, granite tears that never
Falls or hit the ground, suspended
With a chiseled grace, unbegotten
On rocks, memories of the dead
Hands dug these holes, our own
Worn thin, flesh bloodied and torn
Held shovels, wooden handled
And blister polished with use
High in the sky, lonely shapes
Return go and return
Covering the landscapes, with
Feathers and mournful songs
It's voice, never heard
Fall on deafened ears
Eyes that run and never rest
Decorating the dreams of those
Weeping never again watering
Landscapes of those gray flowers: fit
For only the hallowed, the dead
Burned, working endlessly
Labors, toiling costs, painted
Grey for the fields, flags all
Lost, like angels' dreams

Balanced well, weighs naught
Outstretched, sexually tense
Taunt, fingered for release