her eyes lit up my darkness
better than any moonlight
would ever dare try

she moved like beaded diamonds
strung together in their own perfection
gleaming in the most tragically beautiful
dance of light; the way a child dances
the very first time music begins to sway
its unblemished smile

if only it could last
long enough
to feed the days to come;
the brilliance of that moment
the tender sanity of innocence

but much like anything
that’s truly beautiful in life
her footsteps faded
into the night
and my last glance
at her walking away
left me clawing
at my heart
in the dark

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