You might not know this . . . but you might very well
Not many of us . . . have someone like you
but i do
and you "Wow!" me more than every once in a while
and you do it with more than my life could ever class up to
and you ask for nothing more than you ask for in care
I am only that focused, to have you
I am truly earned from
where it is you come from . . . where it is you don't ask better to
given the wind, the sound, the corners of
I am grateful for where you come from
and where I am allowed to breathe
under your aloud part that not many have heard
that tiny word
you keep private
for only a sure, small
measure of us