I will share you

A time has come to pass;

leaving shadows chasing the clock

and you look at me as though you've never seen me this way before

Only it's the 'you' that baffles me

I listen all day to the banter of old maids;

a constant upchuck of vowels and nouns and verbs

and search through the haze of chocolate frosting

through the forest fed by spring.

It's as though ' you' never existed

'You' who wears hooker red toes

'You' who finds selfishness an intolerable weakness.

'You' who hears from spirits in

ghostly dreams

'you' who wakes

and walks through haunted rooms

'you' with great hair.

But still it seems

'You' will not eat your cake.

'You' who is all these things but claiming none of them as 'you',

Who is 'you' and why do her eyes gaze this way?

trying to soak up something

shes never seen before

I'll find 'you' somehow - someway

and when I do

I'll share you with the world.