after Jennifer Niven and David Levithan

Perhaps I’ll find you in the quiet space
where poets keep their hearts and other stores
of memory — a precious guarded grace
we draw upon, the million different doors
within our chests, a different story each.
I am so full of possibility
and thus are you, a destiny in reach,
if I can find the path and set you free
to wander on, to hurt and yet be healed,