ya slay me

ya dork
ya wink at me
asking i left something
in your car ya? 
ya silly sneak
ya permutation 
ya incognito señorita
plopping down on the curb
beside the wheel
turning to me so seriously
bright ya lick of sunshine
ya worth the wait
ya resplendence
ya adorably unreal
subject of the poem
stuttering our dreams
into existence