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In your brown eyes, where the universe illuminates In the weeds green circle, it’s structural foundation I see your eyes in the weed Form gazes back Beauty herself comes In colours of spirit Illuminates Love in me; and in the green weed, together, Love and Beauty, are captive to your blue eyes, I see

Thought lost in my head, seemed a dream close by, I slept, upon the Lady’s green breast, with concrete eye, A dim blindness, whereon I passed, thinking on things Around you structured, becomes, the form of thought, you, And each day passes in thought on you, you become, The sun of my thought, my spirit…

Cad goddeu planted trees in my head, which shape my argument, which is simply all thee Love up a tree, honey drawl tongue-led, why, seeing you shape arguments form honey baster Needs be an argument atall,  could it not be, you planted cad goddeu in my head? tree of duende?

Never happened before, but you are like the moon, Moving into orbit, view shifted space-time, For the world turns, and changing my tides, I’m, The satellite round you, my blue mood this morn’

I thought I lay alone last night, but your heart shaped My being, by you shaped, and shaped, into us, you thus, I in you, you in me, into our eternity together, unlocked Our universe, our fate not to sway, but mind opening, to be Shaped by your love in the world, withstand the hydras…

We could be twain, you could be me, we could be married, we could eat of the tree, And die to live. Just a point that point, let it be, the two bound together, by the name of the fruit of that tree, Epistemology. Ones head could think it’s all that exists, you see, only,…

How did we meet again, lady? Did I wish you into being? Coulda been a faerie queen Granting my wish I wished you there You appear Coulda been a dream you’re Standing within In our dream did I know you Already, what Love was, Entering my mirror, Both staring in You wished me out the…

Sculpted by wind Shaping the trees Whence came the butterfly? I’m carefree

Look at you Staring blankly back Journalists in pack, laughing at news In laughter but not joy I laugh at you, for your laugh is humourless For you giggle as you persecute, only, and you laugh cause you know you do My spirit laughs For all it says about you is true: Your laugh is…

Industrial revolutions, stop dead against constellations, Turning, yet fleeting, the day of engines gunning, Humanity, back into monkeys, atomising, you and I, Like the rest, tho in you and I, here, found something Worth keeping – your eyes, in love, already blessed Within, my soul, measured measureless, Love’s Mortal coil, you take root in my…