6008 I long to be legitimated

I long to be

Legitimated

By your gaze,

Validated

By your pupils.

Look at me:

I am a tree

Whose canopy

Waits,

Unperturbed,

For the fire

Advancing

Through the forest.

May your course

Give meaning

To my flowing

In this present

Of space

And time.

I walk

With the immense

Yearning

For your timbre,

For your dawn.

I want nothing more

Than your glow,

I seek nothing more

Than your shadow

To kiss it

And kiss it again

Until your moons

Expand

And govern

Every step

Of your

Seductive mouth.

Until you seal

And certify

My feeling

From long ago.