Obvious


Can I make it much more obvious
that it is your radiant smile
and your heart's easy touch
that fulfills all of my longings?
Is it not abundantly clear
that your affection is bread and wine
to my otherwise mal-nurtured soul?
Can I not make it bold enough
that your words are my greatest comfort?
How can I make you realize that without them
my soul would suffer endlessly?
Is it not obvious that you are
my hearts influence?
My spirit drinks in your soul's exhalations,
Do you not see my thirst is quenched?
Can I make it much more obvious,
my muse, that it is you?

Copyright © 2004, Angelia De Los Santos