You were a lion
Perched up there, contemplative
We were young and I didn’t know
What I was,
feeling naked, and reptilian
drawing into my shell
Holding myself in my mind
Trembling with terror.
All the greatnesses I couldn’t grasp
Were blossoming violently before my eyes.
I wish I could have talked to you
I wish I hadn’t been so afraid of making
A ripple in the pond.
Still and calm and comfortable, you laced your fingers,
you cupped your knees,
You were looking at the ground.
I looked at you,
Stricken by the majesty of your animal eminence
And just, looked at you.
We were alone.
I was exploding.