This is my confession.
As dark as I am,
I will always
find enough light
to adore you to pieces,
with all of my pieces.
"I could recognize her by touch alone, by smell; I would know her blind, by the way her breaths came and her feet struck the earth.
I would know her in death, at the end of the world."
Your darkness danced with mine
and on the edge of each-other's night
we found our stars shining bright.