So there is no confusion let's clarify here
these  words on this page are meant for you;
you.

Strung along these lines are precious intents
longing longings from down deep where souls converse,
floodings of sentiments traversing time and distance all
forming a straight line to you.

Gratitude is the staff that allows me to walk and write--
bread given me by you
sustains;
for clarity's sake
understand
these words are meant for you;
you.

Time and distance, acquaintance
and daily externals and such
mean less than these
soul exchanges profferred.

These words are meant for you;
yes, you.

In the interstices words allow
in the hurried moments
where emotions and ideas fly
there is only I you and the written page
and that is enough;

These words are meant for you.