A Thought

She is sand

Trapped in a glass

Tilted this way and that

By the hand of God

She is water

Trickling over rocks

Built into an Earth

That will never understand her

She is a volcano

In my head

Spewing red hot

Magma that I can never forget

She is a cool wind

Raising goosebumps on my skin

Cold and caring

Like air is all we need

She is a secret

One I’m scared to tell

Rejection or worse, acceptance

Locked up tight in my soul

She is the sun

Warming everything I see

With a presence she doubts so much

Everything shines

She is darkness

The kind that chokes me in the night

And yet I beg for it to stay

Because I crave the touch

She is everything

And I’m beginning to realize

I cannot have everything

And keep her happy

She is herself

All that I want

Even if she never understands

Even if she never sees