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a good person

Trying to be a good person
That’s the way you describe yourself
As we go through the doorway
To where we sit facing each other.

I like looking in your eyes.
You look back and then look away
Letting me look for a moment
Like a brief touch.

I am not given to easy trust
Yet this is so easy to do with you
I gladly give myself over
Certain you are gentle and kind.

Who knew the passion underneath?
This is all unexpected
The surprise of a lifetime.
What I don’t see coming finds a way in.

You were always a good person.
Me, too. We know this.
We know a lot of where we’ve been
And what we’ve done. It’s a given.

But years later you have gotten better with age.
You are a better person now.
I see it in the way your face has improved.
I see less conviction but more empathy there now.

“Relationships are important.”
That could be your slogan these days.
I agree. That speaks to me.
And I see we are a real possibility.

I have a lot to give.
You have a lot to give.
We are worthy of each other.
We can do this.

once around the cabin

under the tulip tree

The loss of certainty
After so many years of absolute conviction,
Gone missing.

Lost your balance, lost your bearings,
You have pulled back into yourself
For the most part.

You are intact.
You have not compromised your principles.
You do not regret your life’s work.

The world is not turned upside down,
It’s more like some inside out changed topology.
Cautiously you feel your way.

You are a strong yet delicate person.
You are patient, letting your new life unfold.
It will come to you.

“I’m optimistic” you say
And for good reason.
You are an activist.

You make change.
You know how to do this.
Apply what you know to your own life.