Member Poem

I fight the morning light
Which causes you to leave
If I could, I would beg and plead with the sun
For a few more hours
To impede upon its shine
Just to keep you here with me.
Nonetheless I am once again blinded
By the glow of its cruelty
And forced to cope
With your egress until the night
Allows us to unite once again
So unfairly, temporarily
You and me.