A Letter To Susan Ripoll
Dear Susan, would you like to fall in love?
No small request, I grant you – but as fate
Has bound the waxen-wingéd soaring of
My fortunes to your answer… I can wait.
I don’t expect a miracle, the moon
To hear my wish (though that would suit me fine),
And yet I write in hopes that some day soon
The whispers of your heart would echo mine.
This world is full of music, so I’m told –
Your voice alone is calling out to me –
And so I long to have your hand to hold,
To sing together in the major key.
But if we’re destined never to embrace,
I’ll dream for us another time and place.