Tattered drapes
Of silky skin
Blankets of rough wool
Once soft and warm
Have become old, cold and lonely
Lost in the dust
Collected in the corner
Each exhale
Dispels dust
That floats through the stale air
Single particles
Visible only when illuminated
By the slits of light
Breaking through
The holes in the lowly curtains
That cover those windows
I tear them down
Let the sun rush in and take over
Put an end to the war
Between dark and light
Put an end to this war
In my heart
I surrender
Sink to my knees
Enveloped in the sun's rays
They wrap their arms around me
As if holding me in comfort
To say: "It's alright
Some