She and I (young scholar and author)

I write: 

Motion
after dormancy,
stretch the legs,
feet run free . . . 

She writes: 

Humerus 

Ulna 

Patella (the knee) 

I say: 

"Must concentrate now,
on this poem I've begun . . ." 

She says (re:  Anatomy): 

"I'm having FUN!" 

I ponder some words: 

"Now, let me see . ." 

She exclaims with glee, 

"This is easy!" 

Eating grape leaves, I comment, 

"Ooh, this is spicy!" 

Nose in book, she asks,

"The poetry?"