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.
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