friend or foe?
did you miss the bus?
bang your head?
forget to eat breakfast?
did you make the great dash into the tiny dish
where you are still swimming
and not hear the angel purring in your lap?
I Am Here Beloved!
I have not lost my way
nor yours!
the stones will talk
if you listen
I have given each of them
a nickname for love
with them whispering them all
you should
have no time to drop ecstasy off
on the way out
AAh!
that sweet ecstatic stone
is it in your sandal my love?
Your Beloved
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