I am content 

To parallel play 

With you 

As we wind words 

The same way 

We once made mud pies

 

I am content 

To see what 

The mind

So much like mine 

And so much your own

Makes of the same material 

 

I am content 

To find your voice 

Echoed in my poems 

And

Mine mirrored in yours

 

I am content 

With any life 

Where I get to write 

Poetry 

With 

You 

–For Lily