I let the essence stay with me
I do not push it away
I take it upstairs with me
Happy that it chooses to stay
I sort out the bookshelves
For any poetry that’s gone astray
I feel the feeling weaving within me
Today could be that very same day
I let the tick-tock of my mind
Carry the connections from here to there
I take the bigger clock of time
To carry the seconds without a care
I ask that the thoughts come to me
You might say I encourage them to pair
I wonder at my own sense of being
As I move off towards my lair
I listen to her walk through the fair
With no thoughts of a wedding day
I hold the translucence, I do not scare
I am happy, and also so so ready to play
