onnet 21/05/04                                       CMXIII

Might I have feather from an angel's wing,
To be a quill to write of heart's desires?
Might I have laughter that brings touch of spring,
Or smile to give the sight that hope inspires?
I ask for token that you care for one
Not near enough to try to touch your heart.
I need a focus for my thoughts, a sun
To light my dreams and show the path to art.
Might I find future in the thought of eyes
That look into my soul? How shall I seek
To hold what so far beyond my reach lies?
How can I hope to of my desires speak?
Are you the one that all of my dreams hold?
Should my arms hope to such a dream enfold?