Darkness moves
my desire
from thought
to deed
but when
darkness stalls
never starts
a rock
remains rock
when missing
its flint
no strike
no flash
no flame
just cold
dark stone
Darkness moves
my desire
from thought
to deed
but when
darkness stalls
never starts
a rock
remains rock
when missing
its flint
no strike
no flash
no flame
just cold
dark stone