"Your Probability"
Is it too much
to ask the impossible?
To yearn for a place
where a night in the
sun is commonplace?
To long for both sun
and rain to kiss
my face at once?
Such a mighty desire
for no special
purpose-
and then,
if only to see you,
I would be happy
inasmuch as this:
that you are yet
The Impossible
To know that my wish
can be granted
by a mere thought
of You,
And you will shine
throughout my dreams,
and shine while
I shed tears
of joy;
And impossible
becomes possible.
