Not When I Look At You

I feel the weight of the night,

The paranoia closing the sun,

The death coming with spring,

But not when I look at you.

 

I can’t see the light being gentle,

The sun ever forgiving us for what’s done.

I fear the luminescence that will burn us,

But not when I look at you.

 

When I look at you I feel God close

And hear the angels wings beating the clouds

And the bells ringing in the morning,

And forget how I, how we all, let you down.

 

You are a star in flesh, a shard of Eden,

And all that’s pure and sweet in this race.

I see you and I remember, what we can be,

What lights can shine in the sky.

 

I am young again, for a moment,

For a breath and a laugh, a dream.

I have hope for our rotten kind,

When I look at you.

 

 

For Olivia

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