by Pat Tompkins
O love! O heartmost mine! I sing the soul connection,
every aspect of mine own is also yours for belonging
my silent patient spider, O my friend, think of me
again, again, and yet again! As I wander every road
and beach, say not my love is unreturn’d. Then I am
satisfied and I require nothing more. Do I ask for more?
Wild Walt—to be with thee—
Sparrow and eagle in tune
Until then—Eternity
Riddled with Arrows 5.1: “Candy Hearts & Little Literary Love Notes”
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