You

An old poem, written back in 2001.


You there --
The quiet oh so quiet one, the oh so lovely one,
You, who gives and takes
Who loves and aches:
You.

You there --
You majestic, proud and haughty one.
You wonderful, wise and ever so you one.

You --
The glimmer in my eye,
The word on my tongue
The wild and witty,
The sad and melancholy --
The windows in the sun one.

She dances, she runs, she wonders at clouds,
She marvels at sand specks littered on carpet like
So many penny-round pebbles tossed to the ground.

You, she is.
And yet is not.
Curly gold locks,
The ever so you, the ever so not.
She is

You