When in the dark I see your light unfold,
Too stunned to stare, watching, at your command,
And, daintily, your frame, I seek to hold;
So grateful for the heart under my hand:
I thank the air that gently leaves your lips;
Worship the blood which circles in your veins;
Cherish the flesh my finger softly grips;
And there, your warmth dispells my deepest pains.
Where in the light you feel so grim and dull,
Disintegrate your sorrow and recall
My passion for you no deed can annul,
For you lifted yourself above each fall;
Each thread of sin and hurt youve faced has sewn
The most amazing girl Ive ever known.

Those actions you regret and hate and hide;
A mystery which, to resolve, I strive;
They neednt be shunned to where they reside:
I'm glad, for, through it all, youre still alive.
A weaker person could not have escaped
Disaster still as whole as you remain.
Your soul that evil beat and broke and raped
Will never be sent back to that black plane;
As much as I admire what youve endured,
Those days are done, if I should have my way:
You are no venom nor need you be cured,
But my love for you begins your new day.
So as I lie here, hold you and reflect
My angel, from the darkness, rose perfect.


Penned by my hand on the 5th of Aeguary, in the year 448 AF.