could be addressed to a man, to a woman, or to one's own child:)
For you, beloved,
this heart is like a steel drum;
strong and quiet, empty of noise - yet
so structured in molecule
as to hold within its frame, second by second,
the potential ring of creation.
The Player of steel drums
holds the soft-headed hammers -
if anyone were to mention your name,
conjure gently your image -
if my thought even whispered ... just
the merest tap of the hammer in the wind:
The sound of it would reverberate
in the bowl-shaped drum, responding
like a hologram, and a reverse-hologram:
all the sound would connect on every dimension
in the encompassed area, at the bowl's center -
and further,
it would connect at the centers
of dimensions unseen, in every other direction.
This is what being in love is like.
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