My darkness lifted when I saw your light
Shining for all to see
Yet I circled your lone, exclusive lantern
Meant for anyone but me
.
Like a moth to a flame I circled your light
As my very reason to be
But raisons d'être are overrated
Existentially
.
Now I've become loathe to light
On your luminosity
You've turned it off, to dark from bright
To say no one's home for me
.
I'll return one night to your rekindled light
To see who was burned for thee
But I have lived another day
And reached validity
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
Make me rich! https://www.amazon.com/Gerard-DiLeo/e/B00JE6LL2W/
My substrack at https://substack.com/@drdileo
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