When you used to gaze into my eyes
that was so beautiful…
Then I could gaze back
into those emerald gems…
It wasn’t the cute light of your soul,
rather the beauty of your darkness…
Since we broke up, my eyes
still chase you through light and dark…
And it’s not the glow of your candleflame,
rather the shining supernova of your soul…
Light and dark cannot coexist…
they cannot mix, we are opposites…
Your pulsating light pushes
my darkness away…
Immersed in your firelight,
I stand stubbornly and burn…
And I burn in your light…
Then out of your light I recede…
When I watch you still, I remember
the light I once had in my life…
Then I want to step back into your fire,
and painlessly burn with you in passion.
It wasn’t just the hot, sweaty lust…
it was the darkness we shared…
But deep within…
Your candleflame flared…
…And that day you opened your eyes…
…It was wise…
Now you walk on by!
No care to look my way…
I was your shadow…
You were always the light!
I have lost all hope…
And have lost my light!
Light and dark cannot coexist…
they cannot mix, we are opposites…
Your pulsating light pushes
my darkness away…
Now I am burning in darkness…
In darkness I burn…
So, my passion boils still
from your flame in my memories!
I once held you when you were cold…
Now I want to embrace you when afire…
Scorching attitude
and cold as ice…
I lost you forever
and I know it…
A life in shadow
holds no candle…
hello dearest Daniel this would make a great song…I’m sad I understand your darkness I have it myself I gave up long ago that the beings of light would except me… though in part I burn with the light… great write…💕
Thanks as always, Brenda! Im still in the shadows gazing at her light… pretty lonely place…
Daniel
Gothic-Surrealist
I understand Daniel we are very different as you know… we can dream but never see her light better than yourself this is great beauty in the dark 💕
This was beautiful. How you described the haunting of how things linger in us!
Beautifully penned, Daniel. Love the depth of this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
You caught the emotion perfectly, like capturing fireflies in a jar.