Love Letter 321 Ninth Caveat

Did I chase you here?

into this entirely hybrid orchard

to tangle your fears...

wish you ghosts dangling from the poised element of your trust?

My love

I have burdened you here

so we might go together

over that paved field and plant lilies

I have lifted my course and bit into the compass

so all our Norths would follow the Sun

My Love

I have pledged a freedom only fruit flies ever tell about

as they nourish themselves on someone's budding, burning fruit

I hold my oyster like a plague

and you pluck my pearl

like a master

My Love

I have been in this jungle too long, not to love it

and you,

have been to the edge

and just whistled

waiting for me to come

like a dog

but I don't blame you

you haven't understood the charm

of this world

the chant of this display, desperately breaking your heart with innuendos

My Love

I have long cooked on a raw fire

all my sadist's attempts to make you happy

everything I have done

has rid the soul of its own mercy

all I ask now

is for a few friends

to judge

my intent

for a beautiful world

and the way I walked the ground I worshipped

and the way

I wove you

into everything you

are

even if you are blinded

by your own

fear

of looking

in the

mirror

I Love You,

Your Beloved