Eros & Philia

For S

Your elegance, fluid movements of a dancer,
& your hair
                                    flowing in the wind.

The city lights conspiring to hide
the cold shimmer of starlight from our eyes;
walks together: a flower & it’s thorns,
sharing our thoughts, secrets, fears
                                    & feelings,

each the other’s mirror
using silk to remove any marks that
prevented us from seeing clearly &
the resulting electrostatic charge
binding us together.

                                    All of this
& more
is a gift,

and every poem I give you
is an attempt to make amends
for being only this
                                    unremarkable,

                                        undeserving mammal

you’ve chosen.

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