Friday, May 21, 2010

Love Letter 194 From the Works of the Wind: a tiny dancer

come
come to me, my Love
for I am grateful now
in my awareness.
I have forgotten your flaws
infatuations --- regressed.
so now
I am safe

in this moment
I can hold your hand
I can bear your words
I can carry your ghost
and all those loose cigarettes you have given to the wind
wishes, half smoked, then cancelled out --
I can burn them
for you
into Truth

and I Love You
I Love You

Your Beloved

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