Reading to Walt

Late at night you lay beside me

vibrating like the love and kindness within you

is simply too much to contain.

Whatever room I am in

you are not far away

sleeping under desk or on window sill.

You sweeten the energy of whatever room

that you grace with your vibrancy

like a spoon of sugar in a cup of tea.

I want to explain how much I love you

to unravel the multitudes of your perfection

so that you understand

but you won’t understand

and that is okay,

so I settle…

for scratching behind your ears.