Love Letter 307 Bring Your Bathing Suit

innocence is perpetual

you look to dust

and see its whispers

its stark rancid halo waltzing in the beam

you see the beam

its innuendo

its gladiator stretching alchemy

you feel the heat

when you move

into it

Ahhh

you say

and curl

without questioning

into contentment

there is no struggle

your nature is to move

toward feeling good

toward love

warmth

contentment

your nature

is not to define it

but to live it, to know it,

to recognize

Ahhh

this is it

Innocence is perpetual

the road bends

and straightens

I judge myself

but I fall in love anyway

I laugh when something strikes me funny

I cry when my center is moved

I feel guilty but only cause I know innocence is so deep within me

that everything else washes off

if I dare to go swimming

I Love You

Your Beloved