She Holds —
Holds–
You–
She has
Has
–you–
Tight in those talons..
She is right with those talents…
She’s exceptional…
An exception—– simply
Simply she–
She holds you, your, your -you.
Your essence is in this..
She has your:
… -life-
Your bloodstream, your breath…
she holds —
…
Me, my beloved…
Honestly, she has all of me.
My attention, my focus, my eyes(my sight is hers), as sure as sure is,
she is sure of this..
she has you,
has -us in
We are-
In her palm-
She has you in that clawed,
most secure of her –grip.
She will not relinquish this power,
Her power,
for she,
she is the sun.
She replaced-
– the sun…
I can’t see
-the sun..
For she…
She is the sun and then some —
some more..
She has become your–
Your-
Meditation– or.. mine.
-your minds eye –sees-
Nothing but shes, she’s, she is,
She – is more than what I can imagine.
I imagine a before, but you’re all that I can see.
In front of me is one big tree of fence..
But she, she makes no —
No sight visible, these sights are covered by her..
this sure-ly makes no sense.
She has become the fence.
Your material world, with tangible stuff & stuff & stuff & things-
It’s things — she’s all that is mattering.
She’s the only matter.
Some things in me -say, they scream –‘Run’!!
“Run, Philly -run”.
Run Philly”, “Philly run!!!!”
But I can’t move.
… I can’t do– a thing. I’m stuck.
My shoes are weighted
now, I am down.
Now -I’m down-
No ten count, no nine, eight, seven, six, no countdown.
She is the count -now.
More than the light that lifts us all here on earths surface… She’s more than what makes me nervous..
She is more –more than inside of my core -being.
She holds you -too.
She has you.
Us is under –
her bright lit light
Us has been split – asunder-
Many pieces.
-She is right, she hits night as she falls.
Our estimation of her power is an under statement– she is estimated to be the greatest— –the greatest –ever.
I say this with forever in our –
-nearby -next -door.
She may not let you,
she may never let you leave her grip..
She holds you forever and she’ll be the ship…
She’ll be -the diamond ring–
She is the kind of thing that none know –of– none can understand.
No man can see…
What she — what she can, can be.
The ship you see, the ship that you –look out to.
she is out to -find a miracle.
Un milagro.
Mujer,
her mountain seems mighty high!
but she, she is my.
She is my.
She is my..
My miracle…
each time -I see her …
more beauty do we -see in her…
she is more beauty than one body can contain– I can’t explain–
But -what she controls –
she pulls toward her.
I may be for her, I may be marching toward an infinity -plus.
She is just– my infinity..
.. I may be trust — with infinity.
Sometimes I wish I knew but know that I can’t know what this woman may throw as I go toward her.
She is Omni-excellence.
She is Kant, she is in thee Critique of Pure Reason.
She is the pure reason.
The reason why, she is my why..
—
She is the cause of my shy..
Words hurt when they eke out my mouth, my eyes insist that I rather just watch this — observe this, most beautiful of ‘birds’, birds as they fly… It hurts.. It hurts my.
It hurts, my, how it hurts.
She holds my howl, even the fairest of fowl know not what she has got in her bag.
She has got -in her bag.
But how could so much beauty be??
–now –‘how’ comes in to the configuration–
— Configuring ‘why’ we -do as we
-do…
She is the cause of my new-found stutter, I mutter -under-breath, lower voice and show her that my choice —
is — ‘she’.
She is the choice that we shall choose.
She is the daily news.
Wake up and read about her.
—Read about her.
But you can’t see -the entirety of ‘she’
She is multi:
-dimensional
-talented
-leveled
-fantastic
She has this–
Now ‘How’ could she possibly -be
-a real -reality?
But real as reality.
She is.
She is real.
Because we do fall under.
Even in stillness her dance is glittering
Her feet can tap,
She can dance, she can have..
She is the Ave., the avenue.
Her being sad will have in you, a sadness too…
She is emotionally ever-present, forever present
I attack this language with hope that I may — find words to pave — smoother streets for her shoes and feet to float through. I know you,
my dear,
my sweet,
As you Walk
– on con-
Crete streets and sand stone
Pebbles push into those two sweet soles… Those soles -You stand on.
I’m a man Gone-gone, down.
A man down.
No helping me now.
No Life-raft, no inner tube to wrap these two- long reaching arms around to find your sound and save me
When your(her) -eyes lean left,
I am feeling left
-with only wishes, hopes, no prayers dare to be – so ambitious.
These are wishes.
Her hair is pulled back, it’s full of black.
She’s a roll of that– finest film.
She’s as fine as a film that
Has not yet been in concept.
She transcends time/bends time
She -Can -Bend –Time
She sends time– away…
This time –she may —
She’s flying– Away!!
She is -Way -too Special
She is a way.
She endures so much.
She is my love.
She is …..my love.
