Wonderful Writer

The metaphorical never came so easily as it does to you.
Literal works. Literally.
Hurt, pain, grief, anguish, torment
Kindness, generosity, sympathy.
There is not one word that applies to you.

Oh, wonderful writer, how much I owe thee.

If I could make a present of my thanks, not all the riches of India
could fill the casket.
You perceive so easily, yet hide so much.
I wish to hide from myself in you...
swirling black roses totally ripe...

I see a blueprint of my feelings in you.
Fingerprints.
Five fingers.
A crooked smile and intentions full of genuine kindness.
Never lying.
Beautiful.