Friday, January 8, 2010

Love Letter 60 Wet Glass Halo

Even when I'm tired, how could I not leave a trail of my love, silent yet available.
I am still wandering the coast, a world within a world, where everything is perched
like a sacred whale moving through the unknown channels of the underworld, rooted in Love.
I am falling asleep at the wheel, sometimes, and dreaming
that we have come to this cliff together, not to jump
but to fly
and when I wake
I am landing
on the wet glass halo
of an underwater humpback
and he is moving so fast
I am already still

I love you
Your Beloved

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