You are the Shoe
To my foot.

You are the Water
To my thirst.

You are the Salt
To my meal.

You are the Paper
To my poem.

You are the Guitar
To my music.

You are the Voice
To my song.

You are the Sand
To my beach.

You are the Sun
To my skin.

You are the Sea
To my sailing.

You are the Landscape
To my eyes.

You are the Bible
To my faith.

You are the Body
To my fantasy.

And if, for some reason, somehow,
Somewhen,
You discover I’m one or two
Of these things to you,
Maybe,
Maybe then,
My love,
We have a love affair.
So, my dearest, do not despair.

jpv