Though I always knew why we had come and who

we were to one another,

I would have let you be anything at all 

you wanted to be to me —

teacher, student, equal, lover, mentor, friend,

how I'd bend.

All these years I have felt only that I am

nothing, no one, a vapor

forgotten, having passed into the ethers

of forgetfulness, set free

before your life began in earnest. I tried —

how I tried

To disappear. But perplexed by magic and

your abracadabra ways,

I managed only to stand on the sidelines,

silenced, yet cheering you on

wildly as I searched in vain for the heart lost

to all I found reflected

in your eyes.