know that you know

in moving moments
memorialized
with simple kisses,

you capture
waves of sunlight
in your eyes

and sprinkle
magic and mayhem
with similar vigor.

with a blink,
you open
a universe
of possibilities.

and when you
receive me,

you do so wholly,
completely,

unlike most.

you live in paper blue
daydreams,

able to turn
intentions
from premonitions
into living realities.

a confidence
contagious enough
to enable others
ever more

because you share
moments
fully,

honestly,

wholly.

a gift
to be nurtured
and cared for,
for sure.

a gift living
in each moment
reflective,

when you but choose
to allow
and receive
what is so.

see this as so.
know this is so.

and so it is.

the kind of fresh seeing
alive with listening,

a knowing
such that
you know
that you know.

you know?

of course
you know.

because in this moment,
poet, poem,
and reader of poem

become
one smile.

because any and all walls,
the ones that kept
you safe
in scary moments,

have fallen
almost effortlessly

in the presence
of this seeing.

because any and all rules,
written, spoken,
or memorized
in any way,

are broken
in the moment
created.

no rules
to contain
what is so.

and because
even in this
late hour,

or early one,

you again
arrived
back
to poem
and poet.

hhhmmm.

you know?

of course,
you know.

aaaahhhhh.

create magic.

stay inside
the protective bubble
of your kindness.

remember,

this moment's expansion
expands all concurrent
moments of now

with your joy
fully expressed
and experienced.

do save that dance
for this lonely,
dislocated boy.

until i see you
but a moment
from now,

know.

Àṣẹ.

sk

~ PoetSK™