To this girl I know,

You inspire me; really.
(not minding the wear and tear),
You Go For It
and speak with a set head.
Though you've weaved,
'round my wrist,
a tie-dye reminder that
"Yes. It will be all right."
That,
"Yes. Things will be okay
if you Try."
You're over the past
like the knot that you tied
(the bunched ending of the lead sequence
of the trip--when there's too much
tryptophan),
I believe in the transcription;
and I can only hope to
transcribe what you've demonstrated
so professionally mature.
(I'm following you this time.)