I am the doing and not the done.
I am the seeing and not the seen.
I am the feeling and not the felt.
I am the wanting not the wanted.
I am the knowing not the known.
I am the writing not the writ.
I am the drawing not the drawn.

I am who am
And She?

She was
And is
Yet to be.

She is both
History and Mystery.

She is
The not yet seen.
The not yet felt.
The not yet wanted.
The not yet known.
The not yet writ.

I find her in my looking.
In my doing and my desire.
Always visible
Always hidden
I find her in my stories
I find her in my bed.

She lies beneath the covers
A distinct knowing
Of indistinct form.