His Hymn


My small world greets

You

Quietly

Modestly

Meets

You

On our common ground.

We are in common

We

Silent

Secret

Wannin’

It

Our aching groin.

We know our ache

We

Magnet

Polar

Wake

We

Are each other’s sight

Each other’s smell

Each other’s salt and honey

Swell

We make the sound

The rhythm

The footprint

We create the will

The imprint

The infinite

When we greet

We speak

and our universe

Listen

Our world speaks

Tongues

Kissin’

Thoughts

Wishing

Feelings

Missing

Fever

Peaking

In our limbs

Heart

Embossed

With Love

His hymn

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