Flames flickering,

Shadows playing on ivory walls behind,

Those soft hands,

Kneading life into tired eyes,

When tomorrow wipes free the sludge of yesterday,

The lid lifted on a closed off world,

Invigorating luminescence, overwhelming surprise,

Memories of value, of self,

Long since forgotten,

Yielded to hazy weeks, months, years,

Bathing now in warm waves of light,

Flames ferocious, Shadows cowering from your might.