Yoona

I blinked away the tears threatening to flow
When the last sunset faded its glow,
I watched as the curtains of grim clouds drew in,
Felt your strong arms imprisoned me then.
I could not wrestle-off from your steel hold,
Could do nothing but to let the story unfold.
You stoked the fire, lit me up with a single spark
When you held me sweet and gentle in the dark.