Indigo fades to steel

And gold suddenly blossoms

Across the horizon

Sending streaks of light

Like a sparkler

Harbingers of fire

The night draws to a close

And I slip into the shadows

The molten glow still burning in my veins

I yearn to reach my pale hand

Into the sun’s warmth

To hold it there in blissful pain

To feel the radiance on my face

To live, like others do, under the open blue sky

But I am a creature of shadows, of secrets

Of dark, vexatious urges

And so I wait in the blackness of my own making

Slipping into familiar somberness

Until the night again bruises the sky

With mauves and magentas

Until the last gold slips below the horizon

Until the inky dark blankets the sky

And the stars like diamonds glint

In their velvet settings

And my face knows only moonlight

The pale reflection of joy

But I drink it in, let it fill my empty soul