I know how to find you

There is a distinct pattern
Pulsing in your veins
There is a certain essence
Carried by your tears

I know how to knock
When I am lucky enough
To find the door

But how much of what I know
Comes from being told?

Tracing the origins
Of my thoughts
My life
My universe
I am uncertain I can find those things

In this eternal moment
I do not know where
Life comes from
Or where it goes to

But I know how to find you
Your red and green mystery
Resonates on my senses
And when you open your door
I know that I am home

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Credits: Poetry and Collage by Jay Larsen

For my lover, Evelyn