Me?
Oh, I'm nothing
I wouldn't even say as nothing as a rock, as a spec of dust, as a worm, as an atom
Because that's still something

But you
You, you, you, you, you
You asked me to tell you something about myself
You who is more than something in my eyes

You are something amazing, gorgeous, bright, exhilarating, lovely, astonishing

You gave me something by asking
Something by looking
By touching
By hearing
By-
By God, by something!
Something!

I'm nothing, but you asked, so I must be something

This deafening dead air has never left my side.
After a while, I couldn't speak anymore
Breathing became a difficulty that it left my throat sore
This parasite that had entered my body only put me in danger
I was its host.
Its target.
Its purpose for ambition.
When it happened to be the purpose of this penumbra upon my heart that's now disintegrated
However, this turn of events that occurred before my very eyes just so happened to be a big flash of light because within a matter of seconds after you being in my sight for the first time, all my issues had just seemed to have disappeared.
I was left speechless...

The sunny sorcery
Over silly silverbeets in Sicily,
     And You.*

© 2015 J.S.P.