Oh I Didn't Notice

You are such a part of me,

sometimes- 

I don't realize the extent until I look at the art I've made.

It's there-

and when 

I think 

you 

might 

notice -

 

I get self conscious- 

I get little nervous

and

sentimental. 

But I cant hide it -

Why would I?

If I'm honest these words only exists, in part 

because of you. 

Thank you for the gift 

of you-

the love,

the art, 

the poetry

As a boy, my world 

was much smaller before you.

I don't know what I'm sayin...

except:

I was so lucky to have met 

you-

In Youth

In the Valley

In the Bay

In art

In memory

In friendship

You are safe harbor-

from storms

and 

nightmares.

You are trust.

You are comfort

You are forgiveness

And-

You are happy with 

the woman you love.

I am 

happy for you.

Your loved one was kind to me-

welcoming.

I like her,

she reminds me of someone-

from the cigarettes, 

n' brown skin

right down to the Dickies jacket.

Don't worry- 

I didn't notice the resemblance.

Don't worry

I don't think you have a type.

You sometimes appear in my art, 

my friend,

mostly in memories now-

and everywhere,

where there is faintest smell of sandalwood.

Do not fear 

my intentions with these words-

with these 

words that you can read,

and feel,

they will always be too much.

as I was,

as I am

too much.

We are family,

loved-

safe

still there.

I am happy for you.

I can't hide it -

Why would I?