Bright light hurts.

      He Remains, I think,
      Glancing over
      to prove the claim

      "Unfounded fear,"
      He assured me.
      Never left,
      But laid there,

      Sleep--a solemn ritual
      Of surrender steals
      Moments from the day.

      He does not hear,
      "Bright light hurts
      These eyes closed
      Long from sleep."

      Morning, and...
      He is gone.


bright light hurts