Lite

The lite went out
my thoughts now darken
I strain to make sense of
the shadows I feel...

The cold air rushes towards me
presenting a feeling of being lost...

my candle is gone
where do I turn?

A glow appears from nowhere
I have been found
The lite burns bright as
my mood lightens.
I feel so surrounded by love.

Maybe it is just me loving someone.

By BnS