Bringer of Light

She was an afterthought, one could assume,
Just a throwaway bit of loose baggage.
Accepting the offer, not to presume.
Astonishing brightness came out of gloom.

Her female love betrayed, took a new road,
Believing that his was the only page
To be read in the book of this new code,
Admitting addiction, submission owed.

Who could expect it, the call was a strain,
From one who was unknown, seeking a mage
To magically soothe and salve the great pain
That followed the hurt, to seek to explain.

Certainly unsought, her loss untoward.
Left adrift, bereft, no part in this stage
Of the act they were playing, dancing towards,
Seemingly seeking sensual reward.

Now it was my turn, I gave what I had
And it was enough as I was to gauge
By the lift of spirits, no longer sad.
Openly cheered up, but not really glad.

It grew and matured, this new dawn of ours.
We shared, compared, no darkness would presage
To ever destroy our golden hours
Of loving, blooming like passion flowers.

Simple and effortless, time it was passed
In thought, reflection, without the outrage
Of loss that brought us together, outcast,
And we could share friendship, and more, at last.

The heavens returned to my life once more
A faun in her vision, a wit, a sage.
This kept me young, helped me fight to restore
The brightness, lightness, her soul to adore.

No doubts, no retreat would ever occur
As her faith and honor could never age
Even when someone she loved would bestir
To give back the sweet love once known to her.

My duty is clear, I follow the vow,
I never give up the battle I wage,
And ever let shine my honor as now,
My faith, my love, my oath I do endow.

And now, adored, I will never grow old,
Because of the vows that love does engage.
And her eyes will twinkle, always grow bold.
A fairy tale story always gets told.