For You - Poem by Kay Gaiser
You move through me like the wind through aspen.
I arch my back, to ride a jump that seems too high until it rises.
When my breath catches, it is crisp, like winter,
Yet encompasses me like a womb.
As my river flows, you ride it, stroking each angry current until it subsides.
Even my storms seem to amuse you, grinning through each tempest I throw your way.
When you speak, it is like thunder during a spring storm, promising that good things will grow.
While I restlessly pace within my cell, I only think of the lightning that shortly follows.
My limbs are long, and seek out places to anchor the rest of my anxious body.
Others have collapsed under their starving grasp.
I am an ocean, so never assume that you know my ways.
When I embrace you, understand that saltwater steals, and dangers lie beneath my leagues.
Perhaps my greatest adventure is your exploration.
For now, I know that your presence quells my tempests, and opens me like a lotus.
You are a warm blanket, which envelopes my entire body, covering each curve, respecting my existence.
When I awake, I know I must leave you, but regret each exit that I take.
For once, I am not concerned about the ending, but the continuation,
And I hope that you will sit and rest with me, but also force me to stand and continue my long run.
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