(no subject)
You thought I was a ghost, but didn't startle.
Passed your hands through my form and said
how soft.
I thought you were a conman
because they're always the handsome ones
in movies. Steady gaze,
inordinate speech pattern.
A sense that you could
press against me hard enough
to preserve me like a wildflower
left to dry between the pages
of a dictionary. Definitions
were reread, my dimensions
reduced to two.
But it is its own sunshine
to know that sometimes
when you look for answers
I'm right there.
Passed your hands through my form and said
how soft.
I thought you were a conman
because they're always the handsome ones
in movies. Steady gaze,
inordinate speech pattern.
A sense that you could
press against me hard enough
to preserve me like a wildflower
left to dry between the pages
of a dictionary. Definitions
were reread, my dimensions
reduced to two.
But it is its own sunshine
to know that sometimes
when you look for answers
I'm right there.