Your Light
My summer was interrupted,cracked, broken.
Disturbed by a warm presence.
And now, it seems,
that I don't want to do anything
without you by my side.
I find myself thinking
of your warm hands
around mine,
and your half smile
growing in my eyes.
Your arms enveloping me
in an embrace of promise.
And you told me,
that I was beautiful.
And it was then that my heart
swelled in my chest.
Then you took my hand
and led me away from the darkness of my life,
and into the light
of our future.
By: Brandi Deacon
2010
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