Guiding Night Poem by Brian Arguello

Even with you
This night seems dead
Thoughts
Heavy lead
You can't direct towards right
Only towards the night
But you were there
When eyes dripped
And verse was bare
You tear through
Here with me too
Tonight
Only this solace
Can you loan.
By chance
You were shown.
Shun.
I was privileged to see you
Atop every day
The match of this cave
Sanctuary to this knave
The crown jewel
Guidance to fools
Inspirational tool
But tonight
My dear
With angst
I fear
The dark and light blend
Tonight must end