5 A.M.


I arise, darkness lights my eyes
casting shadows, over my room
my world made stranger through familiar lens,
startled I turn.

I see, hear, feel you
I brush Icarian hairs from your face
skipping a kiss off your nose,
I create ripples to disrupt the dark.
You, unaware and unconcerned,
play wife to your dreams
still in bed with that strange familiar darkness,
I concede my Persephone to thee.
I arise, darkness lights my eyes,
forced by tasks, I shatter the still.
I enter that darkness with regret
for leaving you creates true darkness.
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