There is 
this dark 
which once 
frightened me 
that I 
now call 
friend for 
it is 
here where 
I find 
that I
am light 

I’d rather think 
of a you
with which to
be than be 
with any other 
for the you
that I have 
always already sought 
is really me

It’s funny 
this place 
I am 
burrow den
hamlet cave 
I’ve found 
has place 
for one 
no other 
or more 
is ever 
needed to 
make home 

Laying here 
with you 
and thinking 
if ever
you were 
to be 
something else 
it would 
be the 
shadow that 
gives even
the moon
its pause 

It is now 
as last night 
time of candlelight 
before the sun
makes its debut 
this quiet time 
of dancing shadows 
delicate finger puppets 
and silly play 
time of touch 
and soft caress 
day can wait 
tell her to 
stay outside for 
we have more 
candlelight to do