the heaven of him said
the haven of this nestled guest
whereon the time to come right in
would he come in for something like this

like flight again
the most of is
i wander in
the light of this
would he come in
come when...

like a line could again
would he come in with a come on
in a line to come on
what he would come across

of a mind i intend would he once then
find what it is
would he want to same

what the mind does within
would he once then want to
know that...

that line of thought
i was divisible
dividing at the same time
in the rhythm of a man
and with him

quite about the same time
of the same mind
what i want i want
i have...

i said about the difference
what will be near me too
and around him
prolonged then
and what becomes...

like a light would come in
would he come in
come when
as if in flight
he could descend
would he come in for a landing

like a dragonfly
to a butterfly
and a dragonfly
on a butterfly
is down upon
is now and along
alone and all
what an insect was...

like a dragonfly
with a butterfly
to being like
light did i find
what wonder flight
that hovers mine
he is a dragonfly
in my mind
in that light

i am over time
forsee i might
i am that retrieved
i was his subject
object

i was said to be
i was one among one down
i was honest
on that
and in that
held in that space

i was led to be
i was led to be once found
ever on then

prolonged with

and on him
say


© lily gillespie morton, 2007




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