The Simplicity Being Enough

by sara t.

You read my poems

Not because you like them

But just to find yourself

Mentioned in them

And that is fine with me

Your words are like lost pens

So rarely do you possess

The right ones to say

At the right time and

That is fine with me too



I have known the beautiful

The eloquent the talented

The rogue and the rebel

The oh so smart and deep

And I have drowned there

I have aged and long for

The peace that you give me

The simplicity of being

That you hold me with

And that is enough for me.