You feel like poetry.
The spark of a half-formed sentence
—not incomplete, but better—that
makes sense because you were written for
me. Your rhythm,
rhyme, timing, pattern
familiar.
Your stanza, my reminder to breathe and
sit in the silence
of a pause, comfortable. You are thought,
challenge,
question,
promise and prose
that leaves me full of music.
The spark of a half-formed sentence
—not incomplete, but better—that
makes sense because you were written for
me. Your rhythm,
rhyme, timing, pattern
familiar.
Your stanza, my reminder to breathe and
sit in the silence
of a pause, comfortable. You are thought,
challenge,
question,
promise and prose
that leaves me full of music.
