to Y.
Do you know, I'm here because of you ?
Because of your turquoise tenderness.
Huge huckleberry heart in green-blue,
Standing in its endlessness.
Do you know the non-waiting world,
Bittered by awful mind-quake ?
Where were you going the way that curled
With your own unknown ache ?
Do you know yours warmth of feeling,
Pure beauty in depth of your hazel eyes,
Your lofty senses, your genuine beginning,
Your nature, that's deeply divine and wise ?
Do you know your soul's sloe gin,
Infused on sublime fallen star ?
I'm here to tear off your skin
For you to know who you are.
10.09.2014