Darkness becomes the light

The darkness becomes the light

In his presence white becomes black

The colors fade into a tangle

Too complicated to unravel

From the ceiling so much to show and little to be revealing

There is little point in concealing when the feelings are so on display

Yellow and light street lights flicker in disarray

Upside down and all with a cheerful frown

The darkness becomes the light

At least when he is around, for now

Circling around, each corner and angle the same yet different in a nonsensical way

Each path taken is lined with uncertainty and foreboding

Confidence is slowly dissolving in the heated winds of the day

The sun has taken its’ leave for the day, a night of magic awaits to erupt

And lead responsibilities astray

As the darkness becomes the light

Immersed in a world far too comfortable to ever abandon

Eternal darkness brings peace in miniature pieces, a puzzle to be solved in a bit

Unable to go to bed with it unresolved

 

Even when the sun rises to beckon the dawning of a new day

The darkness becomes the light

Unless he goes away

Out of nowhere he appeared in an unexpected sphere

And now he motivates and creates, peace and harmony in the midst of his chaos and disarray

A glorious figure of pure fascination, and all one can do is marvel at his creation

Darkness becomes the light

Unless he goes away

“Kindly don’t” they say,  for there is plenty of material to make him stay

Come what may, the darkness becomes the light either way

A dragon heart filled with fire and ire

In his command or under his spell, it is as powerful as a lion’s roar

Wait for it – the rising calm before the adoring storm

Darkness becomes the light

And still the question lingers

Does one want to be him or be with him

What a sin either answer would bring in, and yet it would be worth it in the end, for all else would be deadly dull and void of all amusement and fun

Darkness becomes the light

Around and around the path goes, three hundred and sixty degrees with each and every turn unknown.

A dragon heart filled with fire and ire

In his command or under his spell, it is as powerful as a lion’s roar – to powerful to ignore, as the in coming storm draws in with the rising sun, all for the sake of a little bit of fun

Darkness become the light

At least, when he is around, for now.

 

~End

 

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