on any
given moment
i can write
a reckless poem
but tonight
i think of you
and words form
across this page
with tangled verbs
they caress
the folds
between
the treetops
to tell the world
you are mine
to tell the world
we are one
standing structure
being held by
the whispers
that live between
just us
(C) S. Lynette, 2023