This form of light is new to me
I am blinded by its force
Its unremitting strength
I am incapsulated by the purity.
You are the reason behind my smile
One that is no longer a mask
To discard as each night dawns
Forgotten is the chill of the bathroom tile.
Put past is praying for the dark
To be swallowed by shadows
To disappear into the shade
The bite of my demons now just a bark.
You are my beautiful inspiration
I am not certain of my worth
Or talent in joyful writing
But with you begins my soul’s restoration.