-- The Person You Drew --

John Herlihy

I am not the person that you ever knew;

I have become the person that you drew.

My skin suddenly turned soft to the touch;

Your tender words caress my mind so much.

My eyes are eyes you made bluer than blue;

A scent you imagine draws me closer to you.

The lonely soul you found so lost in a cavern,

Now feels all lit up like a Christmas lantern.

My energy held in reserve now has an outlet;

My comfort and advice you wear as a bracelet.

Your soul now opened into depths of my soul,

Awash in the light of a happiness out of control.

A bare shinny scalp to remind me of not being ;

You drew a noble visage whose laurels are sung.

Your lover’s eye a clear mirror of all my life traces;

Seeing me, you light the features of both our faces.

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(c) John Herlihy 29 July 2020