He Was In Black! Poem by Poetheart Morgan

He was wrapped in black tissue
when some people was shining
~and~
willfully he waits in shadows

at first was just a jacket's shelter
In black
that evolves for a long dress
ready-made clothes
that made him strong and powerful
in his mind

clothes worn on Sundays
and shinning people in light
and how more gleaming in the sunday morning
how much more is his biting in dark

the light from inside must be clouded
little by little a shadow appears
making bright the shadow light
growing in dark hearts nights

but he claims, i am the light
and a book appears in white
where is she? Where is he?
bent, in a blackness page line