You are a special kind of ordinary
A different the same
A complicated simple.
I don’t get you when I start getting you
I see you more when I see you less
And the further away I sail, the closer to you I get.
You are a scarce form of regular
A visual invincible
A vague clarity.
I want to not want you but I don’t know how
I hold my breathe to go away
It don’t matter, you already take my breathe away.
You are a never ending second
An everyday millennium
A numeric alphabet.
I want to understand why so I ask why
I find the answers only to see they are questions
And then those questions have answers that ask other questions.
You are my reflection in a wall
An expensive bargain
A noisy symphony.
I want you to know me as much as I know you.
We both see we
And while others try to figure out what this is
we already know it’s a love-note from me to me.
PS : On the rare occasions I write poetry, they come out looking like this. Here is to hoping I can learn to write better poems. Shout out to those who can boldly call themselves poets.