birthday poem

I wrote a poem
for you
on the way home
from her house
last night
you sat
it seems
in my passenger seat
and I composed
each word
you said
a testament to
who you are
and when you closed
my door
after a kiss
on my cheek
you left
and I right-ly
composed each word
un-said too
knowing that
a thought
goes a long way--
especially on a birthday