one day my love will live beyond the confines of page,
livelier than ribbon flowing ink of pen,
more colorful than any language spoken or written
in any of the languages i’ve never bothered to learn

these days, it is no longer my fear of the light holding me back;
i have had my moments in the sunshine-
with lovers who may have cloaked me in too much shade

but someday, i will feel worthy

to bring my adorations further than a lonely poem
on a longing night,
full of wistfulness for light

and the warmth of her embrace