Darkness, before you showed your face,
I did not mind the elaborate disguise.
Be not anxious or wary when reaching out
For always will I catch hold, and never again will I surmise.
Darkness, when you come
Ghosting through cracks between my door
To fill my room with your voice of plum
I will welcome you through bleary blink of my eyes.
Darkness, after you have left,
And the sunlight has sheepishly crept in
I confess I sometimes linger for a while longer
Blanket over head, tucked in chin.