you are that which rises.
and you know me to be the one who senses you now, a reprise.
did you know that i heard you last night when you spoke to me with your eyes?
you were the ocean then, yet not.
you were an ironic metaphor with clarity,
the kind that floats by unnoticed, hides in corners, or drops to the floor.
you were that which you cannot comprehend, even to yourself.
© r.e.l. 8/29/14
for someone special
my secret innuendo® 
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