for no other reason but being in love
i dare you and astound you
before you can speak or take a chance
to state why and when you love me not
i give my hand to you as
the sea gives waves to sailors;
not to clear their path but challenge
not light the seaway but reach the seabed
and mine, too
in this obscure dialog
of vast intrinsic searches
i dare you, my darling heart
are you gonna be lighthouse?
are you gonna be my light and house
and ground and sky and uttermost sheet anchor?