she asks a-rat-a-tat sensible peppering of questions; “why do I give away my poems so easy and so fast, why me”
the answer so readily apparent, so easy peasy lemon squeezy, my style is who you are!
every-oft and every-then, a leader-reader believes my words so profound so entire so joyful wonderful! that title passes there and then
a poem without a dedication but a-dressed-up-lovely without a ^hat,^ missing the zing of panache that makes its DNA complete, then someone comes along who loves it so more than enough, placing that rakish angled love with a bejeweled hat pin just so, and that hat makes the poem so much more, the jewel whispering confirmation vive la différence!
so a dedication to/is
purest dedication - exactly!
and this one a jewel for the poem for jul be a just be cause