I am not from thy sphere oh wondering reader
I'm from a place of old
An old soul in a new body I like to put it as....
And I'm just here to bring thou a message....

Three words
(in English)
spoken out loud
for the first time
jangle my brain,
flutter my stomach,
turn my monkish world
upside down.
There are words
old men never expect
to hear again.
Yet such delight.
No different than
a teenager.
What do we do with this?
Where do we go?
I don't care.
I don't know.