I will leave the light on
For the vision of me this new love allowed.
For the life I so easily divined from first we met.
After shadows so dark they threatened to choke out what little remained.
A vision felt but not seen
Darkness, after all can be fertile
There is no going back
They used to stutter my name
Even in the midst of the daily drudge, The hustle of bills and care taking, attention to detail.
That glow remains.
I think of you first whenever I approach a book store display.
I want that spark, that light, to come away from the periphery
to settle in and become my center.
My north star.
It is there when the daily battles with myself toss me in darkened waters
onto unfamiliar shores
When I find it hard to remember my name.
You return all my senses back to me, to remind me of my divinity
This whole language I have with myself, in which you are mysteriously fluent
A hidden and fortified room I built
where the strongest and most vulnerable pulp resides
Where it shelters, conjures
pulls at the sticky sweet nectar, ambrosia.
you understand it without knowing, communicate without sound
I let you in
you clear out the cobwebs, keep away marauders.
I love you more than I knew was possible
darkness sweeter and deeper than I could conjure
When I lose the way,
when thousands of lifetimes scramble my frequency,
The light bends in a way that makes me feel your presence
I hear you whispering my name
and I return.