Poem

2011-Feb-01, Tuesday 13:00
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I do not adore you as terra cotta sunsets with tawny journals
or swarthy quarter-old single malt Reality Rock.

I adore you as transparency,
in the open, between a breath and a mull over.

I adore you as the shadow that never shatters,
but dances with itself at every chance of moon light.

You have become my reason why bees hum
and I come straight home to your honey.

I adore you in pajamas or business suits,
over meditative asanas and under any weather.

To where there is no separation.

So close that your heartbeat charges my blood
and your baby snores are my pillow.

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