*for brownin'*
consider the possibility
that my words to you
are like goblets for a queen
made with crystal and
the touch of an architect's care
each sentence fills them with joy
that sparkles like morning upon the water's face
and they exist
only for you to drink
and they so happen to be that much better
held by your spirit
please note the exquisite taste.
9.2.11
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