To see the sun
is to feel the glory
of waking in his arms.
Should the daylight
never invade the catacombs
of my soul,
then so be it.
If light shall never return
than I shall be forever changed,
should darkness encase my world.
The one moment spent
so carelessly in that place,
that so desperately desires
the closeness of he
who intrigues me so.
Looking back will never occur,
for regret shall not exist,
in the same place
where he resides,
among the memories
of my mind.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017