She said

in early a.m.
After night, before light
That is the right time
For invocation

I replied
Yes that is true
But one can invoke only
if one is forgotten

My beloved resides
In skin’s every pore
both inhales exhales
Enunciate his name

Sleeping, waking
Working, walking
In silence, talking
I am in his company

He is my muse
keeps me bemused
life enthused ever
coursing in veins


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