Your words
are echoed utopia
dystopically toned
singed with witticism
kindling from within the pure rhythm      of         the         third        EyE.

I know, I know....
these are how most of our
conversations play out.
But,                                                      
I just cannot help myself.

I am willing to say
I think your words
I grok the most.

May you one day meditate
with Azurite....
and breathe the energies
of the written word
into my humble brain......