The Danger Poem by Tajma Hall

Tonight I am closer
perhaps more of a correspondence
I let out more than a sigh- possibly I
bare more in this letter that I dare relieve in person
the night affects me so
if the wind goes by unnoticed only because you cannot see it
then I too am the barer of its same origin
and if light by the wind then more soon uncovered in the dark
I speak of this in total meekness not wishing to be seen
More closer tonight than in my lacking past attempts