If I turn on the lights

I miss the glow of the sunset

the night clouds

chasing on the heels

of the day.

When I turn on the lights

I almost do not see

the  moon half-full

beaming

down at me.

When I turn on the lights

I do not see you

sitting by my side

cutting into my being’s

darkness.

Oh, turn off those lights

I see enough by the light of day

When darkness falls, leave me to it

let my soul

go out and play.