Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

Caste a Spell On Me

a tire swing
in her tree
a bird nest
not for soup
but to eat

i'm an old
soul but
now a
child
going

around
going
again
attempting
enlightenment

but never
to obtain
say it again
as i've heard
it again and

again
but IT won't
let me in
for before
the gate as i've

waited countless
times stating i
don't want
to come
in

unless
hand in
hand with
her preferring
to be a life's partner

to the lonely goal
of an everlasting
celestial soul
not complete
without her

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