a most informal note
plain white bond
overlaid with penciled curves
casual arcs of invitation
light and fluid
longing strokes
His eyes rolled along the undulations
traced the full and soaring C
into the dizzy, spiraled o
then the playful rise and fall of m
with the extended swirl of e
launching him toward possibilities
all underscored by the swooping arrow
whose tip bid him shift
his attention
and his person
toward the garden door
"Come …”
was ample summons
and all he need read
leaving unscanned
her postscript –
lose yourself in the garden and find yourself in me
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