Saturday, May 8, 2010

Love Letter 181 Everything is Possible with Sand Between Your Toes

You have a curfew, don't you?

because I wanted to ask,
Will You help me build this temple?
round, and in the woods
with fire in the center
and sugar at the third eye?
shaping the wood without cutting it
and putting things together
without hammering?
and maybe
we can carry it to the water
if it's light enough
we can sail it
and put a little note
over the entrance
Come Be a God



Your Beloved


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