you live in the people i know
the books i read
the lips that touch mine
you live in my favorite songs
my poetry
between the words and lines
i close my eyes and you stare back at me
i open them and see you in the blue of the sky
no matter what i do you overpower any view,
song,
book,
person,
feeling,
memory -
each and every time
transplanted from my poetry book
-y.s