the rumbling waves
far far below
like distant thunder
or a strong steady wind
make fitting chorus
for my love
that smile
that smooth, sweet
expansion of lips
that sips
as i begin
across the universe
no attendant is needed
above the expanse
an ‘io appears and then…
before the colors of morning
I find that moment
when everything sings
for my love
———
My Sweetheart knew before me
Blessed…
m(___)m
