stupid, stupid
I'm stupid with love
young king — Gold king
suns constellate
rising in awe, outshone
perfume of wildness
posture of Victory
leaping heart
the Song Exultant
sword thrilling
vibrant with impermanence
Wisdom gone Beyond, massive and weightless
tantalizing in purity
plumes of night
coronet of Jinas
smile of Unbinding
my being hums like a bowed bass string
youth's longing fulfilled
Pied Piper
listen — I hear his song, and
I howl, moonstruck

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