Love In the Dark

I had a dream,
Where the darkness sapped me of all life.
The solitude, the social uprooting,
It consumes you.
I eat, I think, I write.
I fuel myself with nutrients,
I dream the deepest dreams,
I take my pen and plunge it into depths.
You consume yourself.

I question,
Do I have memories to conjure dreams?
Is it all buried deep within?
What do you do,
When you are darkened by blackest light,
With no dreams to cling to?

The universe answers with an odd parable.
Love is but a fleeting memory,
Something to remember only in the midst of lightless walls.
Move from task to task,
Take another life, dedicate your craft.
When I sleep, I still see her. 
The bright sun is extinguished,
And the stars,
Did wander in eternal space.
Lights dancing in the sky unbothered.
I crook my neck staring up,
Yet they stare down at me effortlessly.
Maybe that is what a dream is.