Modern Romanticism

Here's hoping
you'll remove yourself
from your darkness,
blinding yourself
to comfort, from sunlight,
being reborn in a different
place, entirely.

Love can reforge
your volcanic heart,
erupting at slight,
burdening deliverances
of anger in the morning,
and hopelessness
coming whenever you
reject warmer colors.

As your witness,
I can present the letters,
the path, that goes straight;
but will you twist around
your purpose, in this story?

I can provide what will,
or what might keep you
going forward;

but will you steer
around, to come near
where shadows
fill the blanks?