dryad appreciated

your wild unshackled outbursts of radiance
hidden like secret manna behind simple words
marred by mumbling yet even so I can see
the greening light exuding from pools of wonder
hidden like a mystery religion behind retina and pupil

your unassuming way of tapping into more than you know
with a child’s sense of trust in the One directing winds
and on a breezy night all of this is made incarnate as it
pours itself through you taking you with it as it goes

and I look for you and find you off elsewhere
when the only place I want to be is here with you

and the sonnets I could write merely describing the
nape of your neck and the gentle slope of it’s ascent
and the mathematical equations I could flesh out
while expounding upon the mysterious crazy glow
your smile brings me; not to mention your spontaneously
musical laughter – with me or at me – either is fine
as I catch a glimpse of the freedom you eat, sleep and breathe in

almost an angelic aura wards off my hideously gnarled persona
because the series of masks I’ve seen the world through for so long
are dissolving away leaving my formless face exposed to the elements

and with you I find
I can’t hide behind
anything