David, I have known you for less than half a year

But you have changed me past recall ...

Yet an encounter, brief but seminal,

Moved me beyond words ...

Which made us equal,

You possessing none

Save those locked within your head.


We shared a common space.

Pen ... crayons ... all the tools required.

Shapes, circles,

Intensity - a pleasure shared,

The privilege mine.


When first I knew you

I dreamt one night that you could speak,

And bitter were the tears I shed

When I awoke and grasped the cruel lie.


You have given me more than I can say.

I value that.


As you move on, raging, delighting, enquiring,

I hope is some small way

That I can share with you a shaft of light.