After All

Power – cut. Let there be – dark! (stranded like Noah’s Ark) until you my love, my dove bring back the gift of light with the magical delight of candles candles so many many candles. The shadows play hide & seek (we whisper instead of speak) . In this light we are cast as giants Big...bold...defiant! We are amused As the shadows play at being us. Enacting an us That is & is not us. Your hair streams out like a river Lover & now reappears as a blazing fire now we be some mythical monsters from the sea as we turn & turn into the beast with two backs that attacks & counterattacks & scares the cat. We are our shadows & they are us. We are the substance & they our dreams of love shadows of what ifs & buts but suddenly the light re-conquers the gloom & electricity floods the room to find us naked in each other’s arms & that we are only human after all.