EcTC

blessed by a friend
who possessed the sacrament
of joyous celebration
and feverish ecstacy
joined by a common cause
and a hand of cards
two honest conversations
about the privation
of our thoughts
and a love birds' spirit
captured,
in the hollow of my heart
an epic story of faith
in a convict's
cause,
for the desperation
of his rebellion
was loves' golden promise
somewhat sweet and posey
a gentle stroke of a petal
by the fruit left hanging
too close to the honey bee
blossom on the branch
i feel the ecstacy
of coming into love
there's something giving way
i can feel my sense in motion
today is a good day.