Mr. Anderson was always right about You

You are the tiny bits; the between the lines bits and the keenly detailed.

You are the compliment that no one could duplicate; the all-encompassing, always hearing, always harmonizing with the radio, all the while kindling the other-worldly light- the kind that peeks through pinholes in Heaven's floor.

You are poetic in an unrhymed way; in an immeasurable meter way. You are a living paradox, a life full of contradictions colliding like art. You merit a second glance. You glow with a second glass of wine. You believe in second chances and in beginning again.

You dwell in the romance of the could-be's, a scarlet glass on the brink of tipping into the definite, but values its secrets far too much.

You are a bright patch.

You are shockingly, exhilaratingly lovely and one day you will love again.