I don't own this
you can have it
pass it on
it was here
when I arrived
waiting to be
unwrapped,
inspected,
appreciated
I can't keep you
from yourself
from your calling
to be
otherwise
would be foolish
would prove fatal
to the exchange
of ideas
in motion
love reaction
I don't own this
it's all yours
thanks for asking
when I arrived
I was cradled
in feathers
and silk
mother's milk
the treacle
dripping from
heaven above
just as I thought
I can't keep you
to myself
you belong
to the wider world
and your story
is as old
as a thousand hills
in my memory
where I can go
any time
just to
poke around
I don't own this
you can have it
life goes on.
Arrival
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