Midnight Lessons

I filtered his eyes
within my imagination
back and forth like a swing
under a warm afternoon sun.

He became my escape
because darkness had
swallowed half of my soul
and the other half was up for grabs.

When you gaze past your experiences -
It becomes easier to fall for a man
with a faceless grin and a virtual heart,
reality was just a dream to me.

When it came time for us to depart -
I knew I could truly love again,
but not with him, my tourture
became his heartbreak.

Within the lowest time of my life
his strength to overcome sadness
taught me; that I too can lead by example,
his midnight became my morning dawn.

I think of him from time to time,
and the powerful gift he gave me -

the other half of my soul.