You are a map of my memory
- everywhere that I have been –
the longitude and the latitude
of each moment I have spent
in this incremental history
elaborating me
- the person who is perfect to
embody my beliefs.
Your presence is a product of
every question that I have asked -
the clarity of a cloudless night
attained by light from the past.
You’re a voluntary chronicle of
my compounding points of view,
for in all of the ways you represent me
I represent you too.