You Contradict My Darkness

There was an insistent innocence that existed in each moment that night. It was past midnight and the very reality of the experience was forbidden, but all that was forgotten the instant I stepped into your presence. For those solitary hours that stand alone in time, I was free of the senselessness of the world and I saw through the eyes of a child. The simplest form of hope dimmed onto my darkness as I observed the sunset sway on the rooftops of skyscrapers in the far distance and decipher the city with a radiant yet natural beauty: light. The light blinded me into a blissful oblivion and added as sense of relief and relaxation I had lost long ago to the terrors of this world. Finally, someone had revived my soul from the dark corpse it had settled in. The refreshing slap of the stutter of my heart awakened me into the essence of your purity as I saw you shiver from nerves. We sat on the cold wooden bench, where our bodies remained stiff from the fear of the smallest movement interrupting the peacefulness of the view. The river laid before us, blanketing the unknown. The soothing waves brushed back and forth against the rocks, only meters before us, pacifying my insecurities and encouraging my hopes for the night. I found extensive beauty in my surroundings, but it was nothing compared to you. I felt such peace as you held me lightly and the sun continued to rise across the scattered city. The ability to deliver serenity to a stranger like me is true beauty, true essence. And somewhere along the moments of easing walks along the river, where my feet danced from the tingly circulating blood, we found a deserted spot that called our names. We ignored the endless bacteria and dirt and ants beneath us as we stretched ourselves on the solid concrete. The waves clashed from under us, and I felt united. The stars, still risen in the sky directly above us, formed a submissive form of light that blended into the interiors of my soul. They shined with vividness that my eyes found difficulty in drifting from their sight. I turned to you as we discussed the meaning found in the stars above us. And then I saw it: you’re eyes had subtle light, though as intensive as the eyes of the sky, not as demanding. And then I knew: as long as I spent my life with you, I would have a subtle light shining on my darkness; a delicate meaning with the strength of the stars enlightening my existence.