Does the light go chewing through
Striping you bare without a care
Invade each nook as you stand
Making you feel at its command
And when the light finally departs
Does it leave you with no more
Not knowing your know how
Do you finish with a bow
Do you plead for the darkness now
To be wrapped in its caress
Wanting nothing but not to care
For the light has stripped you bare.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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