So what if the power went off?

Aren’t we blessed with predusk golden hour,

A silken pang of time 

When light and dark become one?

Who needs light bulbs when you’ve got candles?

And what would be more pleasant

Than letting the lit up world go by without us?

Are you afraid of me?

I admit I can’t resist the seduction of darkness 

But you needn’t worry, I won’t hurt you

Unless you count love as hurting

Which might not actually be that far off.

Image @ unsplash