Effulgence

All winter long
I tried and tried
To find a way
Through your sloped frown
And terse eyes

I never knew how
to please you.
Though in my
Uncomfortable heart
I yearned for your
Joy
And exclusive hand

It is lovely knowing you.

But one day
I understand
The barren judgement
You inhabit.

Nothing
Enough

No deep reservoir of
Care
In which to dip.
And so
I learned to
Love my own
Benevolant landscape
And drive
From my own
Effulgence
Cupped hands.
The inherited
Disapproving clutch
Opened
Releasing
A radiant drop of
Freedom.