whispering Your Name
before you were born
cupped in confusion
I crawled to sip what spilled
and was
enlightened
I bask
in the Isis- Osiris-Jedi- Master- Sun-Moon Power of all flowers which bloom
under your rain
and I wilt
without your kiss
though kissing
is always what we do
even when lips are mystics
I Love You
Your Beloved
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