Symbiosis Discontinued

For a time, I worried that you were parasitic.

Begging the doctors to cut you from my flesh.

You drained me, sucking energy from my atoms.

I could feel the marrow of my bones thinning.

Then, one day, I came to see you as symbiotic.

No longer a nuisance but a partner in a dance.

Accepting our two-step, our waltz, our tango.

I found the balance between your light and mine.

But my plea’d been heard by the doctor surgeons.

And against my will, they tore you from my body.

Now, I writhe in agony and longing.

Waiting for the day when the sun will again shine.