I walk around and
there you are
with me

It's not you
precisely
but I carry around
the thought of you

And your effect on me
stays…
lingers…
As if you've woven yourself
into the very fabric of my being

Let inside when I opened my heart to you

Once inside
you made your presence known
weaving your essence through mine
A strip of beautiful ribbon

Affecting me
Changing me
Shaping me

I don't write poetry
Remember?