New Cloaks
New Cloaks
by John O’Brien, Jr.
A secret admirer sends you flowers
Future lover I wonder, do you have ESP powers?
For you overtake my mind, despite the fog and the murk
Dreams become reality, subconsciously lurks
Waiting for the day, thirsting for some hour
The moment we first go beyond, bathe in hope’s shower
and when we dry off, then realize we’re forever soaked
for it’s in love’s empowering embrace, soulmates are cloaked.