Here, I sit
In this dark and crowded enclosure
Where I was carelessly placed,
Haphazardly washed and returned
Only to be used again.
I am treated with such harshness
Until the morning comes,
And the sun is slicing through the curtains,
Heading straight towards your achy, sleep-filled eyes
It is then that you cling to me.
Suddenly, I am filled with warmth.
Sloshing around within me is the essence of which you desire.
A remedy and a poison in each swallow.
With each kiss you give me
Your eyes open a bit wider,
Your brain buzzing
And finally capable
Of articulating the thoughts you missed so much.
When your eyes are finally bright
With the radiance that I’ve come to know so well,
The radiance that can only be delivered by me.
My heart grows leaden at the thought
Of returning to the gloomy, dejected cabinet in which I rest.
I cling to the thought of a million tomorrows
Of bringing the light into your eyes,
And spreading clarity throughout your lead-laden mind.