where I wait
I know your name…
It dawns every morning
in my thoughts… but
I do not say it aloud,
too terrified
that the poetry you are
with its fragile cat's paw,
it'll fall apart somewhere,
not where I wait
‧
I know your name…
I whisper it daily,
enough to not destabilize
the chemistry of us… but
also, — me to not be
somehow incriminated
for my mind bears you
deeper than the eye can see
‧
I know your name…
I know y'know I know
a bit extra than some
