My soul is a black hole
Drinking in your light;
I need your hopeful energy
To dodge depression’s dark bite.
Mornings when I’m chained in bed,
The light of your soul cuts me free;
You give me reason to live,
Saying the darkness isn’t me.
When I walk listless down the street,
Eyes and shoulders a solemn demonstration,
Your bubbling gait wakes me up,
Bouncing brown curls my happy revelation.
Your sweet tongue does more for me
Than mine ever has or ever will;
Your smile saves me without effort.
You are joy, tan legs swinging with cute butt on the sill.
You are everything I’m not,
And everything I need.
I just hope the dark in me,
Can’t douse your fiery seed.
I am darkness and you are light;
Our opposites are too magnetic,
Light got too close to my black hole
And no escape will be enough, no matter how frenetic.
You’re exactly what I need,
So it’s just too bad
That I can’t keep myself from destroying
Everything good that I’ve ever had.