fuzzy, elastic

two seemingly faraway thoughts
coming closer together to get
her with her special look,
that mesmerizing nose
twinkle, wriggle, wiggle,
and the height, the depth,
the uneasiness, the comfort,
the this and that, the here and now,
how do i court thee? do i still know thee?
and why the 'thee' here in middle of a poem
out-of-place, out-of-touch with reality
it seems...

fuzzy.

and elastic.