There you are again, surrounding me,showing up anytime you please.Everywhere--materializing in the obscure,bits and pieces of you embedded in the cracks.

There you are in my favorite book,reading between my lines in a tactile manner.And there, you're a lyric of a brilliant song,singing me everything I need to understand.Over there. I find you smirking throughthe steam of my mug of coffee,reminding me of your warmth.

I find you in my dreams,behind my eyelids,on my skin, in my mouth.Most of all, you emergefrom my pencil,and I can't keep you away.You have a home on thesepages, spilling out each day,in shapes and patterns fromthe words I write for you.