as if we just met 10/24/18

I am not seen 

but observed from a distance.

I am not engaged

but spoken to 

as if appropriately.

I am not a bystander

but I am from the deck of cards 

not yet life-played.

I am not art

but the beauty of animation

before you.

your logic does not define me

for I am the irrational truth

standing here 

in the face of your muse.

I am what makes time smile

in my absence 

yet remembered.

you are ponderous

as I explore your being,

both as the noun and the verb.

I take up

some of the space 

of your presence.

your heartbeat is

but richly drumming to my ears.

if I am lost,

lifetimes of perspective

will find me.

if your spirit is sacred to me

my spirit will honor yours.

go ahead,

and pass through me,

as if we just met . . .