She flirted with death,
buried
her face in his black hoodie,
arms ‘round his waist as if they shared a motorcycle.
She breathed in his place, breathed in his scent,
and it was sickly sweet like
the rotted body
of an overripe strawberry.
But death’s ribcage is not for show;
his stopped heart needed only time to grow fond,
inexorably, of her fearless nearness.
Her tantalizing dance on his edges
rattled his bones to their marrow.
She would have grown old waiting for him

Okay, so i wrote this at the begining of my first year of college (or last October). It was originally supposed to be a song but i could never come up with music for it so i decided to pass it off as a poem. It talks about how God erases the Darkness from our hearts when we ask him inside our hearts and he takes over and saves us from "Our Dark Light". It's not the greatest poem in the world and in truth i is poorly writen but it's what i felt. So without further to do please enjoy, Dark Light. (Leave me your thoughts and comments even if they are harsh. :D )

DARK LIGHT