Intimate Conversation
No deadbolt here;
No bell informing
Of presence--
My echo returned,
Calling me
An awakening voice…
Enter, I beckon;
Child of mine
Long before conception--
Loving you
Even when still
and though heartless--
Infant Summation
yet to be christened--
Brought forth shapeless,
Self of infinite imagination-
Dreaming: "To be or not to be?'
all potential, ever expandable--
Immeasurable dark and light…
Your name is written, "Endless, Timeless!"
Indelible ink, that of my spirit--
And the stroll,
A universe, dwelling
In and without
Immortal!
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2016
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