there she goes again;
more amazing than the last time I saw her
with her lovely voice
and that swagger in her gait
that makes heads turn
even more than twice.

there she goes again;
with the very breath of her
as cascading poetry
in a writer's repertoire
of meaning;
the very reason why I say
these words will never be enough.

there she goes again;
giving me a sense of pride
as she slowly fell asleep
in a jeep homeward bound;
to be as thunder in hurricanes,
*even without me.