Light

Within me

lit,

it does not go off

Never.

It is the glow

angels,

still between

I bump into him

devils.

Anna's return to the light

miraculous,

I take it in my heart

keep it

flame above.

Praise life,

and an ode to death.

summer beautiful

serenade.

Its unto you,

with the angel drafted

these days

expire.

Now, I'm there,

and even though all the

this sometimes

feels cold.

contact.