Summer came shimming up, shooing, shamming
shining up;
humming
hopping
hashing up
my fragrant true
Tell my zig,
my simple do tell
I am not
When shining high
High in blades of verdant limbo
Carry well your bushy pride
Summer came shimming, shooing, shamming
Clamor on my cheek of chill
Reach in deep and find a charm
A charm of cane
Of cane and purple
Humming and hopping
my fragrant true
there is no
love
in admiration;
Awe —
its only
effect
utterly unattainable
when
exploits
fail
to
amaze
yet–
solace love
encroaches
interrupting applause
with
aroused approaches
forgiving strata,
bartering
Embraces
for wagonfuls of Wonder
.
Under-
qualified
to provide
perpetually bounding bravos
— Unauthorized —
considering
notoriety’s anxieties
Refused entirely
!
Exchanged
for
intimate
you Toos
fear demands
unsettling Imbalances and
love Creates
a soothing place
love Mandates
a sharing space
love Combines what awe divides
how
utterly…
laudable
He believes
in me;
eyes
wider than mine
for me; unsettles —
smiles
when he speaks of it
now,
how Facility
found
fragility
remains to be seen
but joy convinced green
when he
leaned
in
;
weighty
greatly
taken with
One man’s
treasure
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