Saturday, March 6, 2010

Love Letter 117 This, I Know

Every day I wait for you
YOUR EYES TO OPEN
Your Immortal Essence
to Impress on Me
THE BEAUTY OF THE MOMENT

dew, never before seen
dazzles on your irises

dawn engages my reflex
to consume you
and bow

back and forth, never leaving the middle of your sound
wholly in the pupil
holy in the convex portal
I AM

I Love You
Your Beloved

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