The Light

Molly, I dreamed this morning of a room
Illumined by one bulb; one, but control
Came from two several switches. You and I,
Each at a switch, stood, searching our desires.
Unseen, I saw you. Nobly shone the light
Till suddenly you moved, and darkness fell
Obedient to your switch; but I with mine
Lighted again the room immediately
Again you summoned darkness, and again
Light leaped at my command. And then your eyes
Were opened, and you knew, and left your switch,
Crying my name. The light shone full and clear.
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