A butterfly 
or phoenix 
or maybe 
hermit crab
shoes and 
pants and 
bicycles too
even lovers
that we 
once wooed 
these things 
we outgrew 

Let me 
slow this 
inch by
inch down 
let your 
heart follow 
my fingers 
as I 
find the 
rhythm you 
and let 
your sigh
tell me
there’s where 
you live 

When I think 
there I feel 
you beside me 
and I’m better 
I’ve always been 
with you Bean
you’re my mitten 
and I’m smitten 
by your laughter 
that side eye 
silent little things 
that no one 
notices but me 
that makes you 
you to me 

And then 
I hear 
a change 
first breath
then feel 
a stir
and then 
I know 
that you’ve 
turned a
page in
your dream 
from it
to me 

I think 
this world 
now at
least is
trying our 
spirits begging 
us to 
generalize people 
putting them
into boxes
Don’t 
whilst people 
are complex
some with 
mischievous agendas 
people aren’t 
puzzle pieces 
that fit 
very well 
into predestined 
tidy holes 
and in
kindness it’s 
not who
they are 
that matters 
but you