(Today was an interesting mental day.  I nearly sank into those dark depths I’ve written about recently.  But, light found me and wouldn’t give up on me.  More jazz.  Day 157…)

Dedicated to You is by Freddie Hubbard.  It is purely instrumental and soft, easy listening.

She needs no name.
What the world calls her
Has little residence in my universe
Her
She knows who she is
The perfect complement for me

And this
This is writing her pet pronoun in poetry
Giving her possession of my words
I long for her like beautiful yesterdays.
But she
She who knows who I’m talking to
Makes yesterday jealous of our commitment with today
And makes today happy to be what the relationship with tomorrow has to follow

Her
Doesn’t have to be pointed out
Me
Knew she would be my
You