Noli Me Tangere

“Touch me knots”… are of the hidden where no one aught and some may don’t even dare to go… ~ for the ride “Patience”… a naughty I AM with impatiens yet ~ for The One “Growing thought”… was thinking to see in a row of shade it sought to be hidden… even to me. “Buzy bees”…. seeking lines of a silver cloud ~ touch them not said a hazy shroud it was just then ~ a tambos thunder became a very out loud… ”….gypsy come run…!” with bells of the bear feet doing dance in the clouds of air ”… be impatient!…” ~ for I am here!…. touchez-moi des sorts! “Touche me lots!”… a Touche of eights ~ in a game of sorts ~ Two fore.play ”…where are you?...” 20 by 20 seats aWay… x . she’s a babelfish.... ”... noisy show needed…”