Last light

The light grew dim in my room

I could tell it was fading away

I outstretched my hands from bed

To play with what light was left

I let it fall to my palms

Dancing on the tips of my fingers

Rolling up my arms

Warmly hugging my skin

Jumping into my eyes

Until the light leaves me

The room grows dark

My arms, limp

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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