… lUv [piCked] …

I love your body and just its thought;

and I am be-

wild-

e-

red 

by the fact that your physicality 

is so tree for me.

And that your physicality 

is so minded to remind me

of your be-

ought-

i- 

ful[l] eyes

and your be-

which-

in’ mouth, and the words that flood 

mildly and hugely and gently

from your ever so 

greatly

grandiloquent thinking.

I love you, C, where even this me

I am is be-

reft and adrift: a journey I now 

need to make to your door.

And to your storehouse of 

treasures,

my destination.

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