It is a complete answer in itself
your image
in Chiaroscuro.
The accidents that bathed
these stirring contrasts
are trivial,
like the wallpaper you chose,
like the night giving a backdrop,
like what I have seen
immortalized by masterful hands,
—but a specificness,
hidden, unlocked only by a particularity
that I possess.
It is this:
whatever shadows wove
itself from each of our inherited pains.
I come home to this dark room
lit by you.

01/06/2013

Posted on 01/07/2013
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