Anonymous Love Paints My Room Poem by James McLain

I have shut out the sun, she said,
I open the window that's closed.
And love to you, love I will give,
So more to the light should you live.

Wrapped in linen, wrapped in snow,
Wet with the sweat of yesterday's pain.
Music drifts up,
Over the roofs as I lay deep in sleep.

Purple my room, black in the sun,
Where is the love I once had every night?
Whom shall come and sit here by me,
And with love set me free.