Darkness In A Forset

• Megan Dickson
• Poetry
• 2011

You fill up my senses like darkness in a forest.
Your presents is know to me like.
A moth to the moon.

You tormented my soul,
And stole my heart like,
An eagle would steal a new born lamb.

You are my darkest moment before dawn.
You steal my light like,
A leach would take blood.

I need you,
you need me like,
A snake needs the sun.

You are a icey beer at the end of a hard day's work in the sun.
An old bushman's relief when he feels the heat of the fire come to life.
You are a farmers relief when he feels the first drops of rain after a long hot summer.

I need you like,
A forest needs darkness,
like a moth needs the moon.

I need you like,
An eagle needs a meal.

I need you like,
A leach needs blood.

Like a snake needs the sun i need you.