because we can...

hope sings a song
in the still of night.
her voice soft and lilting,
strong and sultry,
sinuous
as it
wreaths our hearts
in the promise of possibility.

longing tattoos a message
in invisible ink
on our waiting skin.
her hand eloquent and exquisite,
artful and appetent,
supple
as she
sets story to flesh
in the quiet before dawn.

faith is hope's sister
and she
is the act
of choosing to believe
the tune that hope swings
as she saunters down the street.

desire is longing's mirror
and she
is the act
of choosing to embrace
what we read
in the indelible ink
that longing
blithely sinks
into our aching souls...

and we?
we sit here
with hope and faith
longing and desire
and laugh
and live
and love..

because we have to
because we want to
because we need to
because we can...

© Tanya Anguita

© Tanya Anguita