To Jessica, upon meeting her . . .

I find you intriguing –
You spark an interest inside me;
Something that has been dead for years –
Your smile is a curiosity.

Your personality – something refreshing,
New light shines in my eyes;
Chasing bad dreams is all I’ve done
For years . . .

Maybe it’s the prospect & excitement
Of someone new entering my life;
These are dreams and hopes –
That I’ll probably just wash away with time,

You’ll never see this at least
Not given to you by me;
Fear not – I will not pursue you if you wish it not,
God bless and God speed
Best of luck to thee I leave.

wil becker
1997.05.20