It was the darkness which sought out and loved the child of light.
He crooned to her softly and gently rocked her throughout the starless night.
Aged creature, hardened by time lovingly stroking the young girl's hair.
He remembers tender days of his youth and sheds the atrocities of life's despair.
He weaves a dream to encompass her granting safe passage, peaceful sleep.
He shares his sweet long forgotten secrets which are his alone to keep.
Once again he recalls feeling love and heartaches from his forlorn endless past.
He rejoices in these moments, cursing life and the miserable lot he had cast.
An image hidden amid clouds, mist, and grey smoke drifts closer, then clears.
She was his love, the one who owns his heart, soul mate, disperser of his fears.