Halo

Yes, it's true you have a light

that's burned into my soul. It is 

small and dim, but I see it there 

when you are not looking. 

On the days when I dare myself to touch it

I reach out, and I'm glad I did.

In that brief moment, our two lights join,

embracing one another

they leave behind the bands 

that hold themselves to us and

reach out their once-feeble arms 

to touch across cities, countries, continents--

emboldened by the spirit they find there...

but my light withdraws in fear and shame

when it can see no halo beneath your 

collar.