sweet hypnotic hope antics
anticipating dreams
dropping off huge hints
about how I want to be loved
are you upset?
you got the message...
your tree house climbs in through my window
it's limbs
make me strong
I rest on you
in our meetings
I sneak out
over to you
I want to cup my hands around your ear
and whisper a secret
we have been doing
this before
not just shakespeare
but atlantis
and jericho
I sweep a tear
over to your side of the table
I leave
forget-me-nots
on your stage
my love
you abundantly break my heart open
to reach Eureka!
i remember when you carried me up the stairs
and that tree house
had a fire
deep down,
my love
it never went out
Your Beloved
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