but I laugh...
I cannot be told to love
by anything other
than Love itself
shape-shifting my heart
for its own ends
and so
whilst I was climbing
Love grabbed Her hold
Her vision moving through me
like a herd of blooming violets
and I came so close
to becoming
their field
but then
like purring insects, they crystallized in
to You
and the whole world
blushed
for Love's Lucky Wand
which does all
with nothing but
Love
I Love You
Your Beloved
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