The light.
I keep watching it.
It rises.
It everythings as it goes…
color, yes, obviously,
movement forward, yes.
Light's reflection shimmering just outsight.
Spectrum flare my incandescent stare
past the void night
into light.
I blind myself on you.
Let wonders delight.
You are there.
Plain square centre there.
Core of light.
Shimmering bright.
Transcended night.
Spectrum break.
It danced on everything it touched…
her face, me, the air between us,
color ambivalent, wonder
no one could have looked away from,
high above the water, in the sun.
Eyes halo light me through.
The light is the feeling
returning to my sight.
You.
My dear.
Light me bright.
Furnace it up.
Surge me.
Crystal my sight.
Always within.
Then bring it without.
No respite.
Slide my floor. More.
Stroke my door. More.
You know it's more…
two minds
Same threshold,
Evermore
Evergiven
Dawn beginning
-UpsilonA




Your imagery is luminous. The way you weave light into love, hope, and presence creates a feeling that lingers long after the final line.