“Magical You”

I have been searching for You
all my life
on hidden paths
in secret places
long poplar avenues
where no bird sings
lonely points
where oceans meet
and spirit-trees live
on salt-strewn rocks

places with no punctuation
groundless grammar
of the unspeakable
where magic lives
I falls into the void
and all he sees
are faraway mountains
pure snow white
whole in reality

a place that the poet sings
to You
dearest friend
full of possibility
in that plunging moment
come to meet
the man who writes me
carefully arranged
in crawling signs
and yet
he dreams of magic!

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