One Word

You are just one word in a line
For one line on this page
You belong to one page in this book
The book of life’s big stage

You are a part of the makeup
So essential to the line
No sense at all can I make
If you I cannot find

I grasp at straws to find you
Seeking high and low
As the book I cannot finish
If you I do not know

Finally I find you
Dancing in my face
And my book I can finish
As I put you in place

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010