The light waded through the trenches of darkness, slithering, and sliding, echoing me being wet throughout its mirrored and appealing, seductive surface. You see all this time I have been waiting in a state of, longing – for it to release me of the night snares, with its gone eyes and blank stares.
A familiar strange, again, you and I meeting this way – your darkened eyes alongside the coming, sunrise. It’s hard to look at you, so bright – the light you exude aches my eyes. With a step back, you raise my chin. Our eyes lock briefly before I, turn.
Will I run?
Will I fight?
Who knows – I just might.