Wiping Your Light

There is something in you
I am unable to reach,
but I feel it.
I feel you.
I feel your pain,
and I feel your light,
spilling from cupped palms
placed at the foot of unworthy altars.
And try as I might,
I stretch and I twist
to reach you,
to empty your hands
of this brilliant pain,
but each time I twist
I come up empty-handed,
wiping your light
from the corners of my mouth.

© Nicole Lyons 2017

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