Ivonne

For my dear stranger
whom I actually already know
of whom I want to know so much
and already know essentially.

For whom all things
that really matter are
so known
but not yet shared.

Whose soul I have sought
knowing that he was there
trusting
that it would someday be like that.

For whom I now bow
in all humility
can feel kinship
so that I can share the feeling.

From you, my dear soul
of whom I really know.