I would write a poem about you but I don't know you
not yet
I would praise your features, hair-lips-eyes-nose
the angles and curves and lines and scratches that make your face
but
I'm not familiar with them
not yet

All I know is that we're supposed to be together and that one day your face will be etched in my memory for eternity
and that eternity will seem like a microsecond
-no shorter-
when we're together

I would write a poem about you but I don't know you
not yet