Thursday, June 27, 2013

Ti amo... if I am.

'If I am...
In the state
Of a Be,
That attainment
Is due
To your inexhaustible credit...

If this life so far
Added and summed
Proper
(Not poorer
But enriched...)
By your lovely dreams
Suitably kissed
Attainment
Of a supreme kind offer,
I am if
In a state of Agape...

All go to your ways...
Your swaying leaves by the wind...
Your trembling lids of eyes...
Your midnight dissertation and sighs...
Your lows and unnatural highs...
Your colored kites,
Your autumnal clouds,
Your engineering within made,
Your paintings never gotten fade...
Your fingers holding on to stones jade...

If I am
Such...
Traveling
Braking
Clutching
Gearing
Stooping
Stopping
Purring
Running

An attainment
If am I bestowed with
All goes
To your credit...
Inexhaustible one...'

he wrote
And saved ...
Somewhere
On road
Watered fresh
From heaven...
One morn
Twenty mins past seven...

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