Brian’sPoems

She

An ode to the feminine and beyond...

She is surrounded by fluidity.
Some might mistake it for naivete,
but I say it is an easy acceptance,
a willingness to live with uncertainty.

I, on the other hand, hold suspect
anyone who does not prefer
a certain flavor of ice cream
or a particular Christmas song.

She somehow manages to live
in those nebulous spaces between
the stone columns on the courthouse
and the bodies on a crowded dance floor.

Just getting to know Her
has shifted the center of my being
to where I can no longer focus
my believing on a single truth.