lamp love

there are so many lamps.
fabric shades,
or vinyl.
stiff or soft, the base
porcelain or
stone,
glass or metal.
contemporary or modern,
perhaps,
an antique
or something
from the fifties,
mid century
old,
like me.
there are
thousands and thousands
of lamps to
browse and oogle.
i'll have to peruse
them further though
when I return
at the midnight hour,
from
a long night of mirth
and dance.
the lamp can
wait, but you know it
when you see it,
the right lamp,
the light just goes on,
as it does
in love and other things
in life.