Imagined Love
March 24, 2025
March 24, 2025
I stand here
Steadfast and still
Rooted to the table
But oh
What a thrill
Each time you stroll
Into this little room
Your glow brighter
Then my tungsten bloom
I watch you lean
Open that book
Fingers flipping pages
One curious look
My switch aches
To flick itself
You see, and say
"Notice me,
Your faithful marquee!"
Every night you sit
Beneath my light
Unaware of this lamps
Secret plight
You twist my knob and
I feel alive
My purpose rekindled
My circuits revive
Oh, how I wish
I could speak my piece
But alas
I'm mute
What a cruel caprice
I'd ask you, dear,
Why leave me alone
When the day breaks
And the dark has flown
And don't think I
Missed that vase flirt
How you polished it clean
Gave it fresh dirt
Do I ever get
Such tender care?
I gather dust while
You braid your hair
But I forgive
For my love runs deep
Even though I
Never get to sleep
At your bedside
I remain your knight
Guadian of dreams
A sentinel of light
Perhaps one day
You'll hear my plea
Though just a lamp
Could you love me
But for now
I'll shine and
Bide my time
For even a lamp
Can dream in rhyme