Hold the door
She is coming and she will not leave
She will not change the world-
she will paint it
and get the colors stuck in your hair
Spin out
She will see you but it will not last
The sky is all she sees and it will fill her up
Be more
Hold out an offering
You can give her your hand
or you can stand in her way
but either way
she will take up
just
as
much
space
Very evocative---the poem
Very evocative---the poem makes her feel like she is just around the corner.
Starward