She Must

She Must

She must reek of destiny.

I must see God in her toes.

She must be a freak.

For jest and tea.

She must rout my foes.

Who they are no on knows.

She must be legion.

Ignite my reason.

Haunt my dreams.

Not be what she seems.

She must be many things.

But object to being an object.

An endless project.

She must my mind protect.

She must be. And is.

And her isness.

Sets my mind free.

Now freedom is my business.

Ewan Povey