Shades of Darkness

A poem

Photo by Angus Read on Unsplash

I step into your darkness,
but I can't see you.
I hesitate to call out, to intrude,
what if you're asleep?
This pitch-black,
most severe shade of darkness —
could it get any darker!

Blinded by light for too long,
now I cannot see
the figure lying still,
not very far from me.

I close my eyes, delving
into the deepest of my darkness;
in that profound blackness
I search for my lost sight.

As I open my eyes, it’s there
before me: a grey world painted
in its myriad intriguing shades.
In its hands, clasped in a tight hug,
delicately interwoven,
I finally find you.