Ipod

You are the one that heals my soul!
You give me solace when the world turns cold.
You are my passion and my remedy.
My needle; and when I need you, you're ready.
You're my medicine and my heart's doctor
you have
so many
faces
and I feel like I have to brace my mind before I can take all of you
all of your colors and expressions.
All your styles and flavors
You're like a godsend from another world -
a gift I can't possibly deserve
a ball of hope I can't possibly uncurl.
You're a mirror of self
a reflection of me
a description of what I'd always hope to be
and I see
even with my eyes closed, if you're there, I can see
I always see.
As you pump miracles from this contraption
through my wired vein and into my soul
I know for once
or at least for three minutes or so
that I am truly whole.

~CI