There is only ONE.

There is only ONE. I knew you. I knew you in a dream, in another hemisphere, another life, another path, one in India, one in Rwanda, one in Indonesia, in a perpetual dream state in a world that existed only in a sad lonely hard wood closet with a pink elephant and a brother whose whereabouts are still……..unknown….to ….this…..day. I knew I loved you. I knew I recognized you. Your eyes said….. Then you said….. Then I said…. and you put pen to paper, crayon to paper, etched an invisible vein, artery running through a broken form, how it doesn’t wane anymore, never again….not with this light, not this light baby….too visceral, too, too oohh wait.. I knew you in this place, a walk in the middle of….a haze curtain of junk, babies, not yours, not mine, but them that would belong to us each…a partner unfit, partners that would provide the glue for endless mistakes, couldn’t have done it without them. Couldn’t have you without them….remind me to send thank you cards in 2067… I feel you when you are not here, I know where you are always, that beacon, that rush, that vibration, that smell, that unconscious knowing of perfection for said individual only for you, tailor made, tailor made for me, for you; only two on the planet that acknowledge it, know it, feel it. Want it, would know to want it. Love of every lifetime, every…..time. I see you baby, I see you for everything. Christmas every day is a sad analogy, not even justifiable in the splendor that is encountered with you and that perfect soul; soul on fire with a strong wind to move it, we gotta go baby; places to be, places to be… I knew you and know you now, I recognize you. I knew you when, I know you now, I know that blue, that blue that scares me and makes me sit up, that look that makes me leave this plane and peek out the next, a small scope for what comes next……thank yous thank yous thank yous and them too.