A Euphoric Dark

With every dawn,
my blepharons gets heavier,
and dexterously I dive into the  
ocean of a reality, called darkness.
negating a part of daylight reality  
with the other social ambi-dexters,
I incepted my journey to an oasis
which is doable,solely after embracing
the darkness....
 
once in a while I resurrect
 from the dark with the advent
 of a butterfly which scintillates  
in that dark, grim and lonely room.
when she leaves, there's  
an aroma of heartache lingers
in that dark place..
 
getting over a mythconception  
about the dark, a life
dwells out there in a  room
which calls upon the darkness
every second,every season
for his bliss.........