Love Letter 248 Root Lock

40 days and 40 nights

I have been complaining

"why, have you not come to my desert?"

I sit like a statue on a silky square of cloth

and make penance to the wind

my love

you have abandoned my holy winning

you have looked away as I so fatally sold my soul to these plans

you saw me obediently squaring off my nature

yet you did not interfere

oh, but I was lonely

busy forgetting you, by the long line of tv shows, and places to shop

my mind like its own cinema

and memories -- like a concession stand

my love

did you see me trying to not try?

then try again?

did you note my posture

and breathing?

I was holding your gaze with my suspicious root lock

oh love

you cast your entry,

but I was busy, building a castle, with a moat

and sea serpents to protect this rock

to make it magical

to suffer and sacrifice like a diligent fool

all to win your entry!

if I had only lifted

that single silk square

I would have seen your omniscient eye

and known your omnipotent love

I Love You

Your Beloved