Dark Love
love the night, the lack of glare, the subtle sounds
the hoot of owl and the warm street light, oh love,
love the blue black all around my heart pounds
my blood rushes firecrackers fly above
moon captured, Japanese lanterns on a string
jewel gingerbread houses lullaby winds
the stroke of love as it laps the church bell's ring
love the down comforters nighttime's soft grin
love the punched hole made with a pin on black
to view the eclipse while the sun takes nap
cherish the silhouette dark paper unpacked
images of lovers ones all unwrapped
*Without the dark, we wouldn't see the stars.*
10/20/13
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2013
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