Making Room

A Poem for Aimee

I have heard
Some people talk
About looking at
The books people keep
Saying that says
A lot about whether
It would be
Worth spending time
And how much
Time would you
Spend with that person
based on the books

I am something of
A person of
Books
Something of
A person of
Words
And you seem to
Like that
Coming into my
Book world
Touching the spines
Reading the titles

You open me
And more than only
Reading the words
Between the lines
Scribble notes and
Fill the margins
Highlighting whole
Passages
Bringing my life in books
To life

If you were
A bare room
Anyone
Worth spending
Any time with
Would
In that room alone
Want to
Spend an infinity
Of lifetimes in
That room of you
Alone

You are
A rollercoaster ride
Anyone
Worth spending
Any time with
Would
On that rollercoaster ride
Want to
Spend forever
On that ride

When I was
The person
I was
Before you came
Into my life
I was
An empty room
Without knowing it

And then you entered and
That room changed
Without me doing
Anything but allowing
You in
And that was
And is
Enough

KLK
3/10/2021

Published by klkamath

It's about time someone said something. Why not I? And what do I see in that? What do you see? We shall see. Otherwise what is there to say? Who are we without that?

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