Scribe of my soul
Together we’re whole
Imprint
Reprint
You never misprint
I am an endless epistle
I float like a thistle
My essence in the breeze
You fall to your knees
The soft pads of your fingertips
Reading the braille that is my lips
Mouthing quiet revelation
Your tears in formation
Cause you’ve found your elation
The mother of your nation…
With eyes closed you see me clear
My intuitive perceiver you alone can peer
Into the depths of me
you revel in my deep
The only one allowed in my keep
Sit with me as you would a heroine poem
My healing gentle I am your Siloam
I want to attract him who speaks my own tongue
He who was destined for me when the stars were flung
That perfect union of reciprocity
Love always building in ferocity
I release my wish into the universe
in the hopes a comet will carry my verse
Gazing into the night sky
I quiet my questions of why
A holy hush
A silent brush
I wish on a star
And wonder where you are…
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