Your loving lines remind me of a girl I knew
To me she was the cats’ pajamas
In my mind I fell in love with her little painted toes
Sometimes they were the only thing I could see, curling over the branch above
She was a climber, you best believe
A fierce spirit in the form of delicate beauty
All her life she went higher
Exploring every limb
While I stuck close to the trunk
Watching her dance on the ends of leaves
My heart swelling with love, beating vicariously
One day she reached the top of the world I knew
Smiled down with the sun upon me
And leapt off into the breeze
All this time her fearlessness was a mystery
But now I see the only secret she kept from me
Was her ability to fly
And even that, in the end
She shared