a woman was grieving over her lost cat
thats when she met him
the garlic was first on the purchasing lists
the lone cub
high ceilings
Her Majesty
Her Love
Time is a moving image
running the pages on fingertips
so immediate
direct. love.
Stonewalled by mine.
If we could only prostrate.
The shelving is key.
To sustain such movement.
Bedcast on the island.
humbling to find
the universe
under your nose
waiting for you to call her,
and her, and her.
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