As i layed down on the old shoe polish porch
At the bottom
Where the river rests

I felt armistice
The slight whisp of Chinook camphene...

Loaded with caffeine
Lost in a dream
Of what could be?

A camphor smooch I seeketh to wake to,
Camomile drunkenness,
A bagged ducat, that I can keep safe and unseen!!!

As she shalt fadge me
To badge me
As I grab her in a romanticism novel hardback!!!

Ourn bodies tightened
Secretion smacks
Deeply to be immersed!!!

A temple
A ladder to god
A church!!!

To serve another as angels
As ourn creator to fasten ourn spirits as knitted sweaters!!

The worse goes away
For with one all things to get better!!!

Homely in ourn mansion
Though not made of brick and dust
Created by will,fate, and trust

Consumed by ourn hacer el amor!!!(love-making)

A knight hood
Of stories
Thou wouldst tell thy children before bed!!!

Tis,
We are them!!!
Tis,
They are us!!!