by Jonathan Hunter-Kilmer
how to address
Beloved
the one
You want to touch
right now
and hold the same door open
in a way that will allow
a message
to reach massive throngs
as You will
and You can
without offending with shere volume
that Your words may ban
I type for You
and listen
Lover
Your words kiss my brow
and whispered
sung
or rhythmically drawn
some way will allow
if necessary
You'll slip past
the guard
who sleeps alone
when he ought to be at attention lest
some move the stone
but most who read this
want to hear You
maybe not through me
Sweet, let me frame it
so that You
are
all that they will see