Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Owl and the Tanager

Foolish I pinned
My hopes on you
Foolishly they remain
Sight unseen, I'm placing bets
Waging my funds on your heart
Before our hands touched
Can I know
Before knowing you?
Can I love before sitting shoulder-to-shoulder
tense as we feel the current running through the thin cloth of our sweaters?
Can I place my heart before you to accept
Before our eyes meet, lips met?