I love you in the dark corners of the room
in closets and alleys
in the shadow of the night
when a stranger's silhouette
resembles your form
out of the desperatness of the heart
I love you in loneliness
when in an empty bed
full of words unsaid
and love unmade
I love you in the silence of the stars
to which I can whisper
I love you
and they will shine upon our olive skin
with pure, undone light