Ode to My Favorite Song

No one can see me like you do.

Really see me.

You are the feeling of a hot shower during the winter,

running through an open field,
diving into the lake, letting sweat run off my back,
hearing bird sing in the morning,
and crickets hum at night,
hugging an old friend,
meeting a new one.

Like something holy.

Something that cannot be defined.

Like I could ascend into the sky and

smell every cloud
touch every star
see every moon
or be potted into the earth and grow a forest
have my leaves change and form with a season
float in the wind
regrow again.

Because of you I know what true love is and what it feels like.
You speak what I think
and I believe what you say.

Thank you for showing me

that I’m not alone.