Candle Sky Glow

I was taught so much before I lost you
Not to the grave or the wanderer life
You stand in the eye of the last friendly prose
In my mind you fight, the celestial fight

Sitting in the atrium of the museum we created
Long halls under dimmed light, I stand
The walls sweat the sound of your black & blue laughter
The end of our struggle seeps to the sand

It's simply naive, the reasons you cling to
Too bright to look at the post-year sun
You were the one I knew I could remember
Even when the storm was quiet and done

The end of the rhetoric, bloody and serrated
I walked alone in the dead night snow
What was two is now one, the communion has faded
Apparent only, by the candle sky glow.