For My Favorite Poet

We spoke in poetry
every message he sent
expanded my breast
we wrote each other poems
in our sleep
We met in the most peculiar way
every glance was a confession
every Salaam was a chance to
do it all again
We wrote books with our love
every word was our bond
We existed in secret
hiding in plain sight
posting words that were written just for Us
sending smoke signals

the entire world loved him
but only I knew him