Your fractal thoughts and skin like
morning and page after page of new opinions
You send me cocoons
wings folded up
flitter out suddenly as I sit
waiting for tea in a busy place

I like me in my newness
I like to be okay
I like my inner world

I like to sit and wait for tea
and think my inner world thoughts
I like when you interrupt me
Perfectly scattering my focus, over
and underneath, in a busy place

You effortlessly shatter these mirrors
And I am happy
to create new things with you