To know me

To know me is,
to see my outer vessel,
that is soft and appeasing to the human eye.
To really know me is to meet,
the soft and supple inner parts.
To know what makes me laugh,
when laughter shouldn't be an option.
To know what makes me cry when crying is
all that is left.
To taste the richness of
the food I make, to please the senses.

To know me,
is to get beyond my shadow,
cast on the ground for all to stand on.
My shadow, wants to take center stage.
Look at the fine streaks of grey,
touch the soft tender skin,
message my muscles and know me...
know what hurts me and how I carry my  hurt.
Know what makes me love, and I will love you.
Open me up to your wisdom and I will share mine with you.

Obscure tid bits of information
stored for just the right person....
To know me