
I drop to my knees,
and give thanks
for the silence
in-between
this moment
and that, as common
as past circumstance
notwithstanding
I dream of you
in the blue,
and look forward
to our next meeting, stay in tune
would you?
lead me
from this dream,
into another phase
of the magical stream
flowing this way, and that,
I consider all the options,
weighing down
the rocks and trees,
and choose to sit silently
breathing in and out,
respiration,
just like the flower
sends love to the bee,
I think about
the ways in which
you touch my being, and
make the twirls go around and under
the love of one another
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