to fend morass
less-than-mindful spirits
navigate, negotiate
opine

till then sweet love
source of all and ever
comes to me, our souls to be
entwined

never again
upon that lonely highway
breathing only
stagnant air of truth

reveal within
the other side, the causeway
separation
spartan fare in youth

to end a past
more-than-hateful being
castigate, dissociate
decline

till then sweet love
a course in all our power
sure to be, the endless sea
refine

——

My Sweetheart knows it all

Blessed…

m(___)m