I love you,
But,
you do not know it yet.

tremulously,
I sit by you,
greet you at a party,
push your glass of drink closer to you.

And sometimes my heart asks,
can i be closer to you?
Can i come over?
and we, us, ourselves, make things new?

We have been friends for so long.



I do not know,
how or when it started,
but this softening of my limbs,
this pinkening of lips,
this lowering of my dress,
comes more frequently now.

I do not remember,
when the blue green blue of your eyes became beautiful,
or your smile a magnet for my gaze
How when you indulge what I have to say my heart leaps,
dances,
chimes,
Then quietly puts itself away again.


You know me,
but I want you to know me like this.
I want you to know me in odds and ends
and under starlight or in warm sheets.

I want you to know me,
as I have started to know you.