Hidden

 You hidebehind words, beautiful words. They spinacross the page genuflectto love. You hidein  shadow, your fiery glowpenumbra of  moon,any moon that warmsthe chasm of desire’snightly combustion. You areincandescent, your swirlinglines define the contours ofmy heart as your fingersshould. Fortune favoursthe brave: pausing atsky corner , I turn, & leadwhere you won’tfollow.