Hot little sweetness 

Oh! My goodness 

Let's take a walk

And make meaning of every halt. 


Come, let's be our bolt 

In pattern and in action of any kind

Let's be blind.


Stay here and let us feel what we should 

Our sight might contaminate our gratitude for one another 

That we may fall apart bold. 


This is the way to love. 

Loving the warriors way

This is how I love to do it with love.

This poem is about: 
Our world
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