singularity

my love comes with no price
and it comes not once
nor twice, but however often
it is needed;
a million times over

it has no cost
it seeks only to
please You, to give You
what You need

not just gibberish,
like all those words
strung together, relatively
meaningless turds



June 29, 2010, for the Wifey.

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