You were once my bright star. Now I’m in darkness.
Your voice to me is like a chime in darkness.
My words pass over you like cumulus clouds,
I feel as useless as a mime in darkness.
No, please don’t tear-up; I should never have asked.
I want you to forget your time in darkness.
Hands tied, mouth gagged, and a knife held at your throat,
You held your breath throughout that crime in darkness.
You’re so brave, and I’m so grateful you’re alive.
Somehow you faced that lonely climb in darkness.
Let your tears wreck my shirt; I won’t let you go.
Not until you feel safe, sublime in darkness.
I want your light to come back. But if it won’t,
I’ll write your kind black heart this rhyme in darkness.
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Beautiful Mal, I really like it.
Of course, I am wise to your trick, trying to psych me out with your amazing skill at all types of poetry, but I will not be so easily intimidated! Ah-ha! :)
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