Dark in the Love

Then through the darkest hour of night
We see a glimpse
A hint of light
A candle flickering
Or a glinting star
In distant sky
And in the very edge of sight
Perhaps a subtle flash of white

We venture on – our worry slight
We see no need
For fear or flight
A shadow moves
Catches the eye
We hear a sound
A sob or sigh
The heart may tell us what is right
But the price of love defies delight

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4 Responses to Dark in the Love

  1. emmylgant says:

    Je ne respire plus.


  2. ~Lady Day says:

    I have never seen this side of you…I very much like it. I am so very far behind in reading this week…but am glad I took the time to check this one out. Hope you’re well Brian. Hugs


  3. pennycoho says:

    That is a most beautiful poem. Yes I just went back and read it again. And I’m sighing here, my friend. Thank you, Penny 🙂


  4. mixedupmeme says:

    Some things are just better in the dark.


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