On Love
You give to me, so sweetly, such sweet sweetness says he
all cummings-esque knowing he (e.e.) be-
ing her (his most beautiful darling) most favorite poet
,And purrrfectly says she
like a fragile angel bird coyly through
Love’s garden, prancing optimism all the way
not seeing Reality’s hot swollen clouds casting syntax
shadows up ahead
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