I wish I was enough for you.
Enough- the way the moon is enough
to light up even the darkest of nights.
Despite the many craters which mar her surface
from previous encounters,
she does not wonder or doubt
the sky’s desire for her or
the earth’s need for her.
She simply glows, giving all she has,
bringing beauty to the night sky,
bestowing light upon the earth.
Alas, I am not the moon-
I am only me.
If only my hands were enough
to hold, intertwined with yours, into forever
instead of just a moment into a memory.
If only my eyes were enough
to hold your gaze long enough for you
to see yourself through these windows of my heart.
I wish my love was enough
to ignite your own fidelity and love for me,
to awaken enough desire in you
to choose me.
Perhaps it is a pitiful wish,
yet it is my wish, nonetheless.
It is enough to keep me tethered to you,
enough to keep me wishing I was enough for you.