Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Ode to Wednesday Night

Maybe not the first
But with luck, the last
You have shown me something
Something I’ve not yet known

You make winter smile
Spring, summer and fall must follow
I may say I love you
But I may just love your company

Perhaps in time
Your glance will meet mine
And negate the spoken words

To transcend all
Me in your arms
You in my heart
Feel me through letters
That spell my emotions

In black lace
Limbs awry
Wednesday night
I love you

— Mark Butkus