My light, my dark.

The light fades into shadow, the dark consuming everything.
The choking force put around my neck, my body paralyzed.
I struggle to breathe, the effort draining my life.

What has become of me? Am I too far gone?

My eyes shrivel, my skin pales, my life is coming to an end.
This force overbearing, my energy relenting, I take a breath.
I close my eyes in what seems like years, locking myself inside my mind.

This is the end for me, my time has come.

My shallow breathing ends, leaving my body desolate and cold.
I float around in this dark, my body limp, I think.
I picture the light, the warmth of her touch, her heat to melt my ice.

Is this enough? Am I dreaming or am I dead?

Scavenging through my senses, I regain my conscious, my control.
I open my withering eyes, the light too bright in this dark.
She helps me up, bringing her warmth and melting the ice around.

Is this for real? I thought I was dead!

I stand with her, the dark shriveling down, light prevailing.
I turn to her, taking in one breathe of her warmth.
My arms reach around her and close, my head resting on her.

I'm alive, all thanks to her, my life.