Dark
Disconcerting to us is darkness of space,
across which luminous stars adorn the sky.
We look to the light, as outpourings of grace,
whilst inky blackness, instinctively decry.
Wishing to linger in our lovers embrace,
we equate love with light, which when ebbs, we die.
Fearful of the dark, we sleep it off at night,
joyous when greeted by the morning’s sunlight.
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