Say you, say me

Today's challenge is to write a poem that plays with voice. It's quite a challenge, but I'm up for it!

Who am I to you, you ask?

Yes, indeed, who am I?

But firstly, who are you?

I am a steaming cup of coffee

On a cold day

I'm a brisk walk on a crisp morning

You're the song on repeat in my mind

As I clutch onto fragments of you

And you're the sweet smile of homecoming,

The tear I wipe away

You're the memory of pressed daffodils,

The ever-changing skyline of my dreams

I'm forever tied up in your heart,

The aching knot in your stomach

We long for each other

In the mists of our anamneses