i ponder time in
the infinite backlight
of your eyes and wonder
what forever is made of.


I always like to read your poems and then re-read them again. You craft so much into a single thought that splinters off into a million thoughts that can be their own poems as well. And the e.e. cummings piece in your signature is a thing of beauty.
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if you like my poems let them
walk in the evening,a little behind you

then people will say
"Along this road i saw a princess pass
on her way to meet her lover(it was
toward nightfall)with tall and ignorant servants." e.e. cummings