I Saw You

I saw you

In a lilac grove of streets

Catacomb of buses

Comings and goings

Heres and theres

I thought about you as I paid my fare

Fairly certain of the where I was

And had been

Since you happened

I bare more of

Myself than I care to bear

I saw you

Sitting with kings

In my dreams

Spitting gold, telling them all there is to know

I saw your shadow

Old and gray

Bask in the presence of a thousand laughs

Surrounded by family

I saw you

Seeing me

That shit was deep

Deeper than anything I can conceive

Of accurately without explicative

Nervous, you know

I curse the day I discovered language was not enough


I knew

How to say whatever I wanted in poetry

Then I saw you